"How is it possible?" she asked, and didn't realise that she had spoken aloud until Eric replied.

"How is what possible Kitty?"

"How is it possible that I already know what you like?" she responded. "That I know you like me to ride you? That I know you like this so much?" She lowered her head until her mouth was at his nipple, and took it inside her waiting lips. Clamping her teeth around it, she flicked over the hard little nub with her tongue causing him to shudder and gasp. She kissed her way across his chest to his left nipple, and gave that the same treatment. He moaned out loud and grabbed the back of her head, pulling not too gently on her hair. "See?" she stated. "You love that, and I knew you did even before I did it."

Eric just smiled mysteriously up at her.

Returning her hands and eyes to his chest, she swirled her fingers through the smattering of hair there, teasingly scratching. Then her eyes focused on a small scar just below Eric’s left nipple. Her finger probed the puckered skin curiously as her lips started to form the questions her mind was filled with. With what was almost a snarl Eric flipped her over so that she was on her back and he on top of her. "Don't ask!" he said, leaving Stacey in no doubt that the subject wasn't open for discussion.

As though to make his point even stronger, he thrust forward with urgent intent, and his shaft entered her in a single fluid movement. With a breathless moan Stacey felt her pussy stretch to accommodate him as he filled her almost painfully. Raising himself up on his arms, Eric looked down at her as he buried himself up to the hilt inside her warm wetness and let himself rest there. Teasingly, he gyrated his hips without withdrawing from her, making her moan with frustrated pleasure.

Agonisingly slowly he started to pull away from her, and her inner muscles clenched around him in protest. Withdrawing until just his head was inside, he then slammed down with such force it knocked the air from Stacey’s lungs! Again he moved his hips back as though in retreat, and hesitated at the entrance of her pulsating opening, before pounding into her with a grunt. His balls slapped against her backside with each thrust, adding a new dimension to the sensations her body was experiencing.

As he once again pulled out, she could feel the moisture that had seeped out of her and coated his shaft and balls, and moaned in futile protest yet again. Stacey reached around behind him and gripped his ass, digging in her nails as she locked her legs around his hips. Then, with all her strength she pulled him back into her and started moving her lower body, showing him what she wanted.

With a throaty moan of approval, Eric matched her tempo stroke for stroke, seemingly going deeper and harder with each one. "Oh sweet Jesus!" Stacey couldn't help but cry out, as he impaled her again and again bringing them both closer to their climax. Their sweat-slickened bodies slid together sensually as her pussy contracted and clenched around him. The scent of their love-making tickled their nostrils and fueled their passion. And the erotic sounds emanating from them both filled the air in a song that was as old as