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Eddie had spent countless nights dreaming of Susie as she was now: in his bed, naked, soft, desirous. That his subconscious failed to conjure anything as vivid, as striking as her real person was cause for delighted awe. For devoted scholarship, driven by a feverish hunger to learn what it was to have her in the flesh, in his ravenous arms.
His exploration had hardly begun when he felt her moistened nipple tighten under his lips like a budded rose, nails sharp as thorns as they raked against his scalp to keep him close. Palm molded to the warm, delicious curve of her spine, they moved as one when she arched off the bed, pleasure visibly radiating throughout her body with the propulsive, frenzied force of a storm that refused to be contained.
Oh, how sensitive, how alive she was to his touch!
Susie, who could make a man crumble with a single look, shivered and begged for more of him. Of his strong, capable hands; his indulgent tongue. From her lips his name rang out like a chant, a most devout prayer.
With great reverence and pride Eddie answered her calls:
“Yes, yes. Anything, my love. Anything and everything.”