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hands over the flat silk of his muscular chest and shoulders. He was all hard
muscle and smooth, heated skin and she felt his stomach contract when she
scraped her nails across it.
    The scars on the left side of his face traveled down his
neck and shoulder. She caught his gaze as she ran her fingers over them. His
eyes closed and he let out the breath he had been holding.
    Wrapping her arms around his waist, she smiled up at him as
she went for the button on his jeans. He smirked back at her but he caught and
stilled her hands. “Not yet, babe, we have all night and I plan on taking at
least that long.”
    “Really? Well, I suggest that you get started.” She knew she
was playing with fire but she couldn’t help it.
    “Bossy, aren’t you?” He softened the insult with a smile and
something in her chest melted. It was the first time she had seen his
full-blown grin and it only made him more attractive. Reaching for the button
on her jeans, he unsnapped it and slid the zipper down. Fiona kicked off her
shoes and toed off her socks as he pushed her jeans over her hips and held her
steady with a hand on her waist as she stepped out of them.
    Pushing her up against her cool front door, he kissed her
again and ran his hands across her bare skin. She ached to have him touch her
breasts but he skipped the areas that were still covered by her skimpy
underwear. Instead he gave his attention to certain places that usually went
unnoticed. The heat pooled between her legs and she feared she would start
dripping at any moment.
    Her hands went to his jeans again and franticly tried to get
them off him.
    “Not yet, I told you,” he growled. Taking her hands, he held
them behind her back with one of his. It was a deceptively gentle hold but she
could feel the strength in his tense, corded muscles.
    For once in her life she didn’t object to a demand given by
the man she was with. She let what little control she had on the situation slip
away. She knew deep down he wasn’t going to disappoint her.
    “Maybe we should lay out some ground rules,” his gravelly
voice whispered close to her ear.
    She wasn’t sure what he meant at first but then he tugged on
her hands behind her back.
    “Just go for it and I’ll object if I need to,” she finally
got out. She really didn’t want to take the time for a conversation at the
moment.
    “Sounds good to me,” he said.
    He lowered himself to his knees in front of her. She could
feel his warm breath on her belly and then his wet mouth kiss and nibble its
way from her ribs to her bellybutton. Her knees threatened to give out when he
thrust his tongue in her navel, mimicking the act of his cock thrusting in and
out of her.
    “Mmmm,” he murmured, “I can smell how much you want me.”
    Fiona whimpered in response. She was past the point of
reason and couldn’t have strung two words together if she had wanted to. His
fingers were tracing the edge of her black lace panties and she inhaled a sharp
breath, waiting, praying he would get to her sweet spot.
    He released her hands and gripped her hips on both sides.
“I’m going to make you come right here against the door,” he promised her.
Taking her knees, he gripped them and lifted them to rest over his shoulders,
leaving her totally at his mercy. With her back resting against the cool door he
slowly stood, her back sliding up until he was standing and her head was
dangerously close to the ceiling.
    Her eyes went to half-mast and she glanced down at his dark
head between her legs. He licked his lips and a hungry look came into his green
eyes.
    He lowered his mouth to her lace-covered center and his hot
breath heated her all the way through. He traced his tongue along the same path
his fingers had taken earlier and with a deep growl and a quick jerk he tore
her panties from her, tossing them over his shoulder.
    His mouth hovered inches from her wet folds and he spread
her legs as far as they could go on his shoulders, opening her to