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didn’t respond, he stilled his hand, hovering over
her clit but not moving.
    She tried to move her hips against him but he held a firm
hand over her stomach, pressing her into the bed. Finally she spoke. “I want
you to fuck me.”
    That was what he wanted. His mouth was on hers. Dominating
and hungry. Their tongues danced with pent-up need, desire and a strange
familiarity.
    It shouldn’t be that way but kissing her felt like the most
natural thing in the world.
    When he began nibbling her bottom lip and slowing things
down, she tried to wrap her legs around his waist but he lifted his head back
and reached down to clasp her thighs with both hands. “Not yet.”
    Gripping her knees, he spread her legs apart as he trailed
kisses down her body. He feathered kisses across her breasts and abdomen. When
he got to the sensitive section above her mound, all her muscles tensed under
his mouth.
    He continued until his face was between her legs. Going down
on a woman was something he’d never thought much about. It was usually
something he did to return the favor.
    She waxed but there was still a strip of soft strawberry
blonde hair covering her pussy. As he stared at her perfect pink lips he
couldn’t think of anything he’d rather do more than taste her.
    The engorged nub of her clit peeked through those lips so he
blew lightly on her skin, opening the folds further. Her hips jolted at the
sensation but he moved a calming hand to her thigh. Tension hummed through her
and her breathing was wild and uneven but she stilled at his touch.
    He inhaled her sweet scent as he licked the length of her
slit up to her clit. She moaned and twisted against the sheets when he began
circling the engorged nub with his tongue.
    Using his thumbs, he opened her lips wider and completely
tasted her, letting his tongue dive into her heat. The soft folds of her pussy
clenched with each lick.
    The tiny moans she made and the way her body reacted to his
every touch were more of a turn-on than anything he’d experienced with anyone
else.
    Her hips arched in tune with his strokes and when she
whispered his name, he knew she was close.
    And he wanted to be inside her when she came.
    “You’d better not be finished,” she gasped as he lifted his
head.
    Finished? Not if someone held a gun to his head.
Without responding, he grabbed a condom from the drawer, ripped it open and
sheathed himself in record time. Later, he’d let her do it. Now, there was no
way in hell he’d let her touch him.
    Talking required too much effort. His balls pulled up
agonizingly tight and his cock wanted in her now. Like a heat-seeking missile,
it found its target.
    He’d tasted her juices so he knew she was wet but when he
buried his cock inside her, he stilled. She was so tight he was afraid he’d
come without any further movements.
    “Damn,” he ground out.
    She must have read his mind. “It’s been a long time for me,”
she murmured as she shifted underneath him.
    That changes now. But he didn’t say the words. He
couldn’t. His throat clenched too tight for words to escape.
    With her arms stretched above her head, her breasts pushed
out like a feast for him. He traced a finger around one breast, circling her
nipple. She sighed in appreciation and arched her back.
    He leaned down and took her other breast in his mouth. He
licked and laved the rock-hard nub as he rolled the other in his palm. Tiny
mewling sounds escaped her but he couldn’t understand anything she was saying.
    With each thrust, her pussy clenched so tightly around him,
it took all his effort to restrain himself. His cock ached to release but he’d
be damned if she didn’t find release before he did.
    One hard suck on her nipple was all it took for her to
climax. She clenched around him like a vise, her pussy milking him with no
mercy. Hot damn she was sensitive. Dynamite in his hands. He just had to hit
the right spot.
    Her ankles locked around his back as he started moving in
tune with her