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she’d have called. Emailed. Texted. Something.
    She wouldn’t have left him here without a word, not when
they’d been planning this for the past week.
    She wouldn’t have. Right?
    He gritted his teeth and whirled around, grabbing his phone
from his jeans pocket and checking it for the umpteenth time. Nothing. Nada. Where
the fuck is she?
    A knock on the door, making him jump. He was so mad he could
spit fire. Striding to the door, he opened it so quickly it banged against the
wall.
    Jill stood in front of him, her eyes wide, her cheeks
flushed. “Sorry,” she murmured. “I got lost.”
    He just stood there, caught between the urge to grab her and
kiss her, or yell at her for the awful hour he’d just spent, torturing himself
with stupid thoughts. Instead he simply took a step back and motioned her to
come in.
    She walked past him, a citrusy scent drifting after her. He
closed the door, gave himself a second then turned to her. He watched as she
dropped her purse and bag on a nearby armchair then took a deep breath.
    When she looked back at him, he could clearly see the
apprehension in her eyes. She still wasn’t sure he would like her when he met
her.
    He strode to her, determined to permanently remove that
look, and watched her eyes widen as he came to stand only inches from her.
    Then he was so close he could feel her tits brush his chest.
He felt himself start to relax and even as he palmed her hips, so soft and
round under his hands, he knew he’d made the right choice.
    She felt exactly as he’d thought she would. Now all he had
to do was check to see if she tasted the way he’d imagined she did.
    He lowered his head and pressed his lips on hers. She opened
her mouth under his and at the first feel of her tongue he groaned and pulled
her tight against him. He wanted her plastered all over him, under him, over
him.
    Her arms hooked around his neck. He let his hands slide down
from her hips to her ass, cupping each cheek and squeezing just because he
could.
    She shifted against him and moaned deep in her throat,
rubbing herself against his cock, making him throb even more. He plundered her
mouth, feeling himself start to lose control.
    He needed her naked. Now.
    Breaking the kiss, he pulled back, both of them breathing
hard. She looked up at him with the weirdest expression in her eyes. “What is
it, baby?” he asked, cupping her cheek.
    “That was…the best kiss I’ve ever had.”
    Pride rose inside him. “You ain’t seen nothing yet,” he replied
with a wink.
    She laughed just as he’d expected her to. “Is that so?”
    “Oh yeah.” He bent his head and traced the side of her neck
with his lips, stopping every so often to lick and nip at her skin. She’d told
him how sensitive it was in an email once and he’d dutifully memorized that
little tidbit.
    He was going to rock her world… He wouldn’t just be the best
kiss she’d ever experienced, he’d be her best fuck too.
    He was so deep in thought he didn’t understand for a moment
what she was doing until she’d pulled away from him and slid down to her knees.
He looked down at her and blinked. “What are you doing?”
    “What do you think?” She grinned. “I told you I was going to
suck your cock as soon as I got to you, didn’t I?”
    She had. He remembered that conversation as if it’d been
yesterday. Probably because it had been. “But baby, I was going to—”
    “It’s my turn. I’ve dreamed of sucking your cock for months
now. Pretty please?”
    He might have an oral obsession but she wasn’t much better,
he thought with a chuckle. “I’m not going to turn down a blowjob. I’m not that
crazy.”
    “Good. I can’t wait to taste your cum.” She made a humming
sound even as she grabbed his belt and tugged it open. She popped open the
buttons of his fly and grinned when she realized he wasn’t wearing boxers.
“Commando. Oh I like!”
    Her hand slipped inside his jeans and he nearly lost it
right there. He stared down