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  1. Dominique’s attraction to Jake was not only undeniable, but almost frightening in its intensity.
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  5. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
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  64. LOVIN’ BLUE
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She did. Jake kneeled in front of her paradise, spread her legs and begin kissing the inside of her thighs. Dominique closed her eyes and lay back. Jake kissed her nether lips and then ran his tongue along her already wet folds. Dominique shivered and clutched the sheets. Jake used his fingers to play a melody on her love box, teasing her nub as he licked and stroked and nipped and teased. His strokes were strong and purposeful as he lapped up her nectar, his tongue making love to her, skilled and precise. It had been weeks since they’d enjoyed each other and before long, Dominique cried out in ecstasy, her whole body shaking with the intensity of her climax. But Jake wasn’t finished. He was just getting started. He crawled on to the bed and lay beside her, reaching for her hand and placing it on his manhood. They kissed, and he started to get on top of her. But Dominique had something else in mind.

“Lay back,” she commanded, her voice husky with desire. She kissed him on the mouth, long and wet, before working her way down his body: neck, arms, chest, and stomach. When she reached his navel, she swirled her tongue around it, massaging Jake’s massive erection as she did so. When she raked her fingernails along his inner thighs, he hissed and raised his hips off the bed. Dominique smiled. She knew exactly what he wanted. It was what she wanted, too. She ran her fingers along his mushroom tip before following that same trail with her tongue. Jake was very thick, but Dominique still managed to enthusiastically worship at his nine-inch shrine. She took her time, licking, nibbling, whipping Jake into an erotic frenzy. “Damn, baby,” he whispered. And then again, “Damn.”

Finally, he could take no more. He got to his knees, positioned himself behind Dominique and sank deeply within her with one powerful stroke. He reached around and fondled her breasts as he set up a slow, lazy rhythm—pulling out to the tip before plunging in again and again. He picked up the pace, and felt Dominique’s walls clutch around his shaft. He rotated his hips, making sure that she felt all of him, everywhere. She pushed back against him, demanding even more. Jake couldn’t seem to get enough of her, but for hour after hour, in position after position, he tried and all the while, he branded her body with his own.

In the early dawn hours, after waking up and making love yet again, Dominique kissed Jake and said the three words that put their relationship firmly back on track: “I forgive you.”

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