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Chapter 56

Andre lay Cheryl down on the double-bed and rolled over next to her, his body covering hers. He kissed her with quick teasing little kisses. It excited her passion which made her excited to feel his tongue tangling with hers again. She arched seeking some kind of satisfaction as Andre pressed his hips into hers. Through the thin dress fabric she unmistakably felt the long, hard length of him pressing against her dampness.

“Mmmm” Andre murmured against her mouth.

He started kissing her neck whilst touching his lips to her shoulders. Slowly he coaxed her into a sitting position. He drew down the zipper of her dress. Inside the cups of her lacy bra Cheryl’s breasts were full and aroused sensing that he was about to undress her. Deftly Andre slid the dress down her shoulders. Even this effortless gliding movement turned sensual in addition to the stroke of his warm hands.

“Wow.”

Her muscles clenched in response to the press of his lips on hers. He flipped open the front clasp of her bra while sucking a nipple into his mouth. Cheryl moaned and trembled at the sensation. His tongue flicked around and over the sensitive tip of her breast, every touch making the tension between her legs tighter and tighter. When she could no longer fight it Cheryl arched herself up against Andre’s body and rubbing against his arousal, desperate to ease the pressure.

She was frantic to feel his hardness buried inside her. He shifted. His mouth moved to her right breast, trouncing, sucking, and caressing it with his tongue and lips. Using his hand on her left breast he displayed equal attention, cupping and moulding her flesh until Cheryl panted from the awe of it.

Just then Andre responded to her silent pleas. Kissing her soundly, he moved down her torso and her legs dropping kisses intently. Each area his lips touched seemed to explode with an inferno of deep desire.

“Damn!! This is simply amazing.” She’d never felt like this before.

Seconds later Andre’s lips hovered over the sheer silk of her red lace panties. She couldn’t think about anything except how much she wanted to feel his mouth against her rose devoid of the obstruction of the fabric. Cheryl let her eyes roam as Ryan smoothed her torso. His long-fingered hands were caressing and teasing her body. Finally hooking two fingers in the sides of her panties he asked, “Want me to take these off?”

Almost inebriated with desire, Cheryl nodded. “Gosh yes. Please.”

He made a complete art of it, inching them down in addition to flicking his tongue over the smooth, taut skin of her thighs and down her calves. The sensitive instep of her foot when smoothed with his fingers made her moan both with pleasure and desire.

Her panties discarded he lay down beside her. He detained her gaze while his finger teased the place where she wanted him most. Gently teasing then parting the soft lips of the rose. He moved one hand and searched between her soft folds for the apex of her pleasure. His actions caressed the soft bud which were fully engorged with desire for him.

Cheryl almost came off the bed. Andre skillfully and gently eased her back into position. Without much effort he persuaded her to spread her legs for deeper penetration. All Cheryl desired now was centred in the part of her body which Andre was plying and stroking making it hotter and wetter.

“I want  to taste you” he murmured. Cheryl inhaled sharply.

“Is that what you want?” he said, his gaze focusing on hers. Cheryl flicked out her tongue licking her lips mischievously.

“Yes. Oh yes, she replied rather quickly

“Fine.” His face darkened flaming with bold desire as he slid down her body. It was the very moment she longed for. When he replaced his finger with his tongue there was an instant and rapturous eruption. Parting her fully he exposed her delicate fleshy rose to his lips and tongue. He licked her slowly first, taking pleasure in tasting her. Using the tip of his tongue he twirled it subtly massaging her delicate, swollen bud exploding her world.

Cheryl rocked with the explosions, the multiple orgasms seeming never to end. When she opened her eyes Andre stood over her almost naked. Her eyes took in the view. His broad shoulders, lean muscled chest and tough thighs. The black sexy thong he wore did nothing to conceal the protruding curve of her erection. Cheryl longed to touch it. He lay down alongside her caressing her body, his touch lighting fresh flames.

“We can still stop if you want.” She took the lead.

Cupping his face Cheryl snuggled close for a long, deep kiss. Wrapping her legs around his hips she heaved him against her, pitching her lower body against the stout length of his arousal. Cheryl gasped as she ended the kiss.

“I’ll consider that as a no.”

“You’re right.”

With one motion he got rid of the thong not bothering where it fell. Cheryl was awestruck with desire as she looked at his fully naked form. The sight of his fully exposed manhood, long, slightly curved and unbelievably thick stirred an aching of the muscles of her rose and a renewed longing to feel him within her.

Andre lay back. Cheryl took him in hand, covering his erection with her fingers. She squeezed gently running her thumb over the already weeping and moisture-heavy tip. Andre arched in her hand. “You’d better put that in quick,” he begged, his breathing labored. To tease him and please herself Cheryl stroked him back and forth for a little while. Then without warning she straddled him. His hands caressed her butt cheeks trying to encourage her.

She hovered above him just shy of entry. The mushroom bell of his arousal lightly brushed her sensitive folds and she moaned biting her lip to evade erupting from the pleasure of it. Then unexpectedly he thrust upwards whilst Cheryl accommodated him readily. This time she cried out with one lengthy moan at the ripple of pleasure that his sex caused her.

Their breathing was laboured as their bodies moved together in harmony. She felt him alter his strokes from slow and deep to faster and shorter. Her own muscles tightened his response. They rode on until her orgasm triggered Andre’s own climax. She came again when his erection jerked inside her. He groaned deeply and lay still.