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Summer. It was hot, sticky. A warm breeze wafted in through the open window. The curtains stirred in its wake. It passed over the heated body laying on the bed.

Sweat covered her brow, soaking her hair. She moaned, almost painfully, and clutched the bedspread under her, lifting up her hips to an invisible seducer.

Her hands trailed down her stomach to her hot sex, her sweet liquids slowly forming a wet mark on her bed.

"Mmph" she said frustratedly, sticking her fingers in and thrusting to push them in deeper. She stopped. She was shaking. Shivers ran up and down her spine.

She brought the wet fingers up to her mouth and licked off the juices.

Her eyes closed, and she touched her breasts, making slow circles around her hardened nipples.

"Mmm…"

She didn't hear the door to the previously empty house open downstairs.

"Mmm…"

The light thudding of feet running upstairs was lost to her.

"Mmm…" she moaned desperately, forcing her hips upwards, searching for some kind of release.

The door clicked open, it went too quickly for her to hide herself, cover herself up.

Wide green eyes met deep obsidian ones. His mouth formed an "o", yet he couldn't take his eyes away. She was too beautiful.

He watched as, almost in slow motion, she got up. She walked over to him, stumbling a bit in the process. She was shaking like a leaf.

She stood there naked in front of him. It was wrong, but he couldn't take his eyes off her body.

He looked into her eyes. They were dark with lust. He grabbed her shoulders and kissed her. Their tongues met and danced around each other.

He pressed his hips into hers, almost tentatively. For the first time, he noticed he had an aching erection.

His lips kissed their way up her jaw bone to the fleshy edge of her ear, biting down on the lobe softly before twisting his head to suck the soft flesh of her neck.

She clutched to his back. Small moans and soft "oh"s escaped her lips as she pressed her hot center onto his thigh, leaving a wet mark on his jeans. She wrapped a leg around his, trying to get closer.

She placed her hands on the hem of his shirt as he placed delicate kisses on her collarbone. She slowly pulled off his shirt, his lips only leaving her heaving chest for a second to remove it.

Shaky fingers unbuttoned his pants, and they fell to the floor. She quickly pushed down his boxers and slammed her aching core onto his now naked thigh.

He groaned, she was so hot and wet and ready. He pushed her back gently on the bed. He kissed his way down to her left breast. He licked her dark nipple and blew gently on it, eliciting a cry of ecstasy from her.

His lips trailed down farther still and stopped at her womanhood, breathing in her sweet scent. He grabbed her hips to hold her down and took a long, deep lick. His tongue slipped through her open folds, lapping up the sweet juices she was making. Starting at the base of her vagina, he took another long lick upwards.

She writhed under him. Moaning, she tried thrusting her hips upwards to make him delve deeper. He held her hips still. Now, he was making short, quick licks.

It started in the pit of her stomach and sank slowly lower. Her shaking increased. She grabbed the back of his head and forced his tongue deeper into her. He took one last slow lick. She came into his mouth, her orgasm quickly overtaking her.

He came shortly after and crawled up the bed, so they were face to face.

They were breathing heavily. He wrapped his arms around her and gave her a lasting kiss before they succumbed to their fatigue and fell asleep.