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of the
minutes they had.
    But she was spreading her legs, making
room, tugging down on his cock and inviting him in. Then she
reached for the hem of her top and pulled it over her head and
off.
    There was even less to her bra than her
panties, and the dark centers of her breasts, like cherries, left
him unable to think. He dipped his head, slid his tongue between
the fabric and her skin, and curled it around her nipple—all while
rolling the condom the length of his shaft.
    A whimper escaped her lips, and she
reached back to unfasten her bra. Yes, he wanted her naked, but
more than that he wanted her bound.
    When the straps were halfway down her
arms, he stopped her, twisting the garment like a rope around her
wrists and pulling her arms above her head.
    She gasped, but she didn't struggle,
and he held her gaze as he sent the length of a finger to part her
lips slick with her pussy's moisture. "Damn but you're
wet."
    Her chin came up. "You say that like
it's a bad thing."
    "It is." He angled his hips and fisted
his shaft, drawing the head the length of her slit. "The very best
kind of bad."
    "I hope so."
    Her body relaxed, which surprised him.
He hadn't realized how rigid she'd gone. "Say the word, Lise, and
this stops. I'm not going to hurt you."
    A long moment passed, then she caught
at her lip, her eyes going warm. "Not even if I want you
to?"
    "As long as we're talking about the
same kind of hurt …"
    She leaned in, bit his earlobe. "I
don't want to be able to walk."
    "That I can manage," he said, his voice
like sandpaper in his throat as he thrust his hips forward, his
cock sinking deep.
    Tight. Sweet Christ, she was tight.
Like a fist. Like a vise. Sweat broke out in the small of his back
as he fought the urge to rut. This was good. So good. She was so
good.
    He held her wrists pinned with one
hand, gripped himself with the other and pressed his thumb against
the top of her clit. "You like?"
    Her eyes were closed, her head back,
her breasts lifted high by the position of her arms. She made a
sound but said nothing.
    He took it as a yes and pulled back on
her clit's hood, revealing the nerves for his touch.
    He toyed with her there, his cock
filling her, motionless, and she tightened around him, a rhythmic,
milking pulse of her muscles that turned his balls hockey puck
hard.
    He'd been celibate for months, and his
control was shot. He wasn't sure he had it in him to take this as
far as he wanted. But that didn’t matter as much as making sure he
took her where she needed to go.
    "I want you to come." He teased her
clit with butterfly brushes of his thumb. Back and forth, hovering,
skating over the knot.
    Her breathing grew labored, her skin
sweaty. He leaned in and tongued the hollow of her
throat.
    "Come for me." He said it against her
skin, nipping her, marking her. Bruising. She tasted sweet and
salty, and was warm where he tasted. Her neck, her chin, her
collarbone.
    He pushed with his thumb, pulling her
clit up, scraping with the edge of his nail. When she moaned, he
caught the sound with his mouth, the vibration rising to buzz
between their tongues.
    And that's when he let her go, looping
her bound wrists around his neck and gripping her very fine ass. He
lifted her against him, the base of his cock spreading her wide as
he thrust.
    He was aching, filled to bursting.
Having her had opened a vein and his control was bleeding away. He
dug his fingers into her cheeks and pumped, bouncing her off the
wall.
    "Look at me," he demanded, and she
opened her eyes, held his gaze, parted her lips to
breathe.
    "Now come," he ordered, and she raked
her nails over his shoulders and did, contracting around him,
crying out, her voice caught by the jazz riffs of the sax and
carried high.
    He followed, his back arched, his seed
spilling out in a hot rush that left him limp, spent, sated. Left
him wondering how much of himself he'd just lost.
    And if the price had been too
high.

Chapter Four
     
    Lise pulled her SUV to a stop