The scent of her lingered in cool air wrapping itself about him like soft cloud. He basked in the memory of her touch, her smell, her softness. His mind invited the memories like a child hungry for sweets. It had been a night like he'd never experienced before and his entire being craved more. He was addicted. Just as she had said he would be as she swayed musically atop him earlier that night.
Her breasts had swelled against his flesh, her nipples hard yet gentle as they caressed the inner skin of his thighs and cascaded softly across the bulk of his maleness. He had never felt desire sweep over him with the vengeance and hunger she had created in him. There was no doubt. She was indeed a lustfully sweet demon. And he wanted only to surrender to her.
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