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wet.Sweet Lord, how could she have lived for so long without feeling this?
    She pressed her hips into his thighs, and wetness seeped through her panties, through her thindress.
    Somehow she wasn't embarrassed; being with Ty was the most natural thing in the world.He slid her dress off, past her hips, and his hand moved to the concave lines of her stomach. Hetoyed with the elastic edge of her panties and her thighs spread in a clear invitation for him to takeany—and every—thing he wanted.
    His warm hand moved down, past her pubic bone. Slowly he ran one finger, then two, over hermost private, secret spot. She'd touched herself before, but it had never felt like this. Never felt likeher entire world was turning inside out, like blue was green, and yellow was red. He sucked her moanof ecstasy into his throat, sliding his fingers down farther, farther still, finally slipping one inside her.His touch was a sensual invasion of every wall that Julie had ever built around herself, her body,her heart. She wanted him inside of her then, no more foreplay.
    More than anything, she wanted him to love her as much as she had always loved him from afar.
    "Please," she begged.
    But instead of taking her right then and there, he moved his mouth along the same path as hishand, kissing her on her belly and the lacy edge of her panties.
    "Please," she whispered again, wanting him to know that she couldn't stand it anymore. She bither lip hard enough to draw blood and still she could barely keep a scream of erotic frustration frompouring up from her throat. At the final moment, when she'd given patience all that she had, he slidthe lace away from her mound and covered her with his mouth.
    She cried out then, a long, low sound. Julie had no defenses anymore. Not from the way histongue circled her clitoris. Not from the way his finger moved in and out of her. She could go insanefrom the rush of pleasure taking her over, body and soul. She would have promised him anything justthen; all he had to do was ask. But thankfully he wasn't talking, he was sucking and licking and kissingbetween her legs.
    Her hips bucked up off the bed, and as she exploded against his teeth and tongue, she moaned,
    "Ty!" And just as she found herself wishing that his mouth was on hers, that she could taste himagain, he was taking her lips in a kiss that said she was his. Forever.He slipped a condom on and then the thick head of his penis pushed at her wetness, where hisfinger and tongue had been.
    She wanted to touch him, wanted to feel if his shaft was as hard—as hot—as she thought it wouldbe. Everything about Ty was made to drive her crazy.
    "Please," she said again, "I want to touch you. I want to taste you like you tasted me."He groaned and took her lips again, pushing his thighs between her legs.
    "I need to be inside you. Now."
    And she was ready for him, desperate to take him inside. With a groan that was half pain, halfpleasure, Ty pressed the head of his penis against her.
    "Are you sure you're going to fit?" she asked.
    He just said, "Perfectly," as he pushed fully into her in the next breath. He stretched her wide andit hurt so much, but then, it didn't anymore.
    Sex was wonderful.
    Their hips moved together and even as he grew impossibly huger inside of her, the ecstasy thatshe'd felt only minutes before welled up again at the base of her belly. He plunged in then out, fastthen slow, and with every stroke, with every kiss, she met him with a passion that was as big, aspowerful.
    He stilled above her, his muscles tight beneath her fingertips. He was going to explode inside ofher, just as she had when his mouth was on her. It was all she needed to send her back up to thepeak of ecstasy again.
    Nothing in her life had ever been this good.
    God, she'd been such an idiot. All she wanted was to forget the day she'd met Ty Calhoun. She wasn't a green girl anymore, not the kind of woman who could be sucked in by a hot jock's charisma and perfect physique ever