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rolled a taut nipple between thumb and index finger and was rewarded when he groaned against her parted lips. His tongue stabbed deeper into her mouth while his hands wrapped around her head, grabbing her hair with a nearly painful ferocity that had her copying his sound effects.
    She had to get this damn shirt off him and see his chiseled chest! Reluctantly, Stella broke off the kiss. His dark eyes looked hungry and slightly confused, as if he didn’t understand her intent. Stella pulled the thin cotton up his muscled flank, relishing the striptease she was orchestrating. Noth’s bulging arms lifted to assist her, and he pulled the T-shirt over his head.
    Oh, hell yeah! Twelve packs aren’t just a myth!
    She had only ever seen them in airbrushed commercials for workout machinery when insomnia crept into her bed at three a.m. Stella had believed flawless abs existed solely in the magical land of infomercials.
    They should hire this guy to sell fitness equipment. She’d spend her last paycheck to buy whatever exercise routine he was selling.
    “I can’t believe you’re real. And standing in my bedroom,” she said, awed by his stunning torso.
    Again, he gave her that quizzical look. Noth sucked in a quick breath as her fingers traced the carved muscle of his stomach down what would have been a happy trail if this Adonis had any hair. Maybe he was a swimmer and a shaver? She didn’t ask as his eager mouth had found hers again. Stella slid a palm over the intimidating bulge in his pants.
    Christ, not even hard yet and he feels huge!
    Stella’s mouth watered as her hand stroked him through the cotton. He made a rough noise, and the package under her hand began to stiffen under her massage. Stella’s mom had always warned her about things that were too good to be true. Something had to be wrong here because Mister Perfect did not just walk into her life with his impeccable manners and great career potential and… She unbuttoned and unzipped his fly to wrap her hand around the most magnificent cock she could imagine.
    That settles it. There was no way she could turn back now. She couldn’t be content with second or third base tonight; this one was going all the way. Stella shoved him back onto the bed and grabbed each foot in turn, unlacing his boots and pulling them off with surprising speed. She grasped his jeans at the hip and tugged them down and off before tossing them over her shoulder into a crumpled heap. They wouldn’t need those for a while. Not if she had anything to do with it.
    “Boxer briefs. I like.”
    “They offer the most support of all your undergarment choices,” he explained.
    “My undergarment choices?” She giggled. “Well, those are what I would have chosen.” She slipped her fingers into the elastic of the boxers in question and yanked them off.
    “This cock is amazing,” she sighed, as she lowered her mouth down to his bulging head. It was all natural, just the way God intended, which made sense since he was a foreigner. An uncircumcised penis was the norm over in Europe. His groin was just as hairless as his chest too. Very curious, but Stella quickly decided it was way better than the alternative. No curly black hairs stuck in her teeth or throat—gag! And it was so smooth. Butter-soft skin covered rock-hard muscle. She couldn’t wait to get his massive piece deep inside her.
    She pumped the silky shaft a couple of times with her hand before she put it in her mouth. As the stiff cock slid in and out of her palm, Stella pictured it gliding slowly into her wet pussy. She teased his eager head with her tongue and then trailed it down the length of him. After working her mouth back to the tip, she glanced up to see him staring at her. Noth’s luscious lips were curved in an O of surprise while his smoldering eyes begged her to do it again.
    She smiled up at him before she sucked his entire length to the back of her throat. Her jaw ached from the size of him, but his groans spurred her