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pretty black thong panties that hardly covered her mound.
    “Beautiful,” he whispered then pressed a soft kiss to her belly button and then to the patch of silk that covered her pussy.
    “As much as I like these here panties, I want to taste you, more.”
    He began to push her panties down her legs.
    “Oh, please, Eloi, someone might come.” Angelique’s voice shook as she stepped out of the panties.
    “The only one that will be coming is you.” He lifted a thigh over his shoulder and Angelique squealed low as she grabbed on to him. Her hands released the dress, and now it covered his head and face.
    He licked her pussy lips, and she jolted in his arms, so he pressed her ass against the wall.
    “That’s a real tasty dessert you’re serving tonight, Angel. I’m going to take my time and savor it,” he whispered, knowing that his warm breath was causing the shivers to run through her body. She was dripping already as he lashed out his tongue to take a taste.
    Her thigh was muscular and toned hanging over his shoulder, and he spread her wider before pushing a finger into her pussy while he licked her sensitive flesh.
    “Oh!” she moaned low as he pushed his digit slowly in and out of her before adding a second digit. His body felt about to combust. Damn it, his cock wanted to be where his fingers were, but he knew now that things had to go slowly with Angel. She had some bad experience, and it bothered him that anyone could hurt her.
    He pumped his fingers faster as he slurped her cream and nibbled her flesh.
    “Your pussy’s so tight, Angel, I can’t wait to shove my cock in there and fuck you real good.”
    She moaned again, apparently liking the dirty talk despite her reservations.
    “Would you like that, sugar? Would like my dick in this pussy, fucking you real good?”
    “Yes, oh God yes,” she squealed in a rough whisper, now holding his head firmly against her pussy. He licked and finger-fucked her simultaneously until he felt her tighten and grip his fingers hard. He knew she was about to orgasm. “You know what it’s going to be like when the four of us make love to you? I can see you sucking Marcel’s cock while Remy and I take turns tasting and fucking this pussy. And Armand will be in this ass,” he stated as he pressed his thumb to her puckered hole. She screamed against his shoulder as she pumped her hips against his fingers and held on to his shoulders tight. He continued to finger-fuck her as the sloshing sound echoed around the high-pitched sounds of insects in the night. She gripped his shoulders tight as she panted against him.
    He let her leg down then pulled her against his chest. She wrapped her arms around his shoulder, and he could feel her legs were still shaking in the aftermath of such an intense orgasm. Eloi lifted her up into his arms and carried her up the steps to the gazebo. Her long hair cascaded over his shoulder, and the sweet scent of her shampoo caressed his senses. He gave her body another squeeze, unable to resist the desire and need to be as close as he could to her and to savor this moment.

     
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    Angelique kept her face against Eloi’s neck, absorbing his scent and the connection she felt to him after what they just did. One minute she was scared and pissed off, and the next she was practically begging him to fuck her. Now the embarrassment set in as well as how easily his demanding and intimidating personality got the best of her.
    The cool night air caressed her backside, making her realize that she needed to find her panties. How the hell was she going to do that in the dark? Eloi must have sensed her anxiety.
    “Looking for these?” Eloi asked in a husky voice, and her panties were hanging from his index finger. She went to grab them, but instead he pulled her tighter against his chest, and her legs straddled his waist. She could hear the rumbling in his chest as he chuckled then rubbed her back.
    “Just let me hold you a bit. I’m not

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