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Paullina has been writing and reading since she learned how. She is a volunteer literacy tutor for adult learners and believes knowing how to read can take you anywhere and everywhere you want to go. You’ll seldom find her without pen and paper as she prefers written words over typed any day. She was born and raised in Maryland about a mile away from Washington, D.C. and loves it. Other than writing, her two children are the loves of her life and occupy her days while writing and reading occupy her nights. She loves good food, funny movies, and lastly, but not least big hair. She always says go big or go home.
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He stood completely naked in front of me for the first time. He was a gorgeous white mount. Every muscle was perfectly chiseled and rock hard, including the one that prodded my belly as he pulled me into his embrace. “So making love to you could get me killed?”
“Basically. It’s why I tried to avoid you. It’s the reason our men envy you. You’re a worthy lover and they never will be.” I reached down between us and stroked him from base to head. He moaned and I continued my pleasurable assault with both hands working his entire length. He was panting with heavy eyes, watching me. I nudged him backward toward the bench as my hands still worked. “Sit,” I demanded, and he complied. I dropped to my knees and covered every inch of his pulsating cock with my warm wet mouth. He stiffened and grabbed the bench. His head fell back as he clenched his jaw, keeping his groans muted. “Wyatt, you can’t keep quiet forever. I’m just going to keep going until you let me know you like what I’m doing,” I teased.
He put his hand atop his head and looked down at me. The sight of him entering and exiting my mouth was too much for him. He pulled my hair at the nape of my neck to wheedle me off of his glistening cock. “Morgan come here.” He pulled me to him and kissed my belly. His kisses were moist and hot, leaving a trail of fire everywhere he kissed. My center was wet and throbbing as he worked his way up to my breasts. He flicked his tongue across each hardened peak until I whimpered. He smiled in satisfaction and covered my left nipple with his wet heat. He sucked until I whined in pleasure. He moved over to his next victim and carried out the same assault. I tangled my hands in his blond locks, trying to maintain my self-control. He knew I was losing the battle so he released me from his mouth and looked up at me.