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what it would be like to kiss Jon but
none of her fantasies came even close to the reality of having his mouth
pressed against hers. His lips were smooth and warm. She wove her fingers into
his hair and felt him grip her waist firmly, pulling her toward him.
    His tongue flicked against her lower lip, enticing her. He
tasted sweet and spicy. The dizzying rhythm of his mouth made it impossible for
her to focus on anything other than him.
    Jon’s strong hand cupped the back of her head, his thumb
caressing her cheek, leaving her tingling from head to toe. A wave rushed
farther up the sand, washing over both their feet. She’d forgotten they were
still on the beach. The water startled her and she pulled back, trying to catch
her breath.
    Jon rested his forehead on hers, his hand still curved
around her waist. He pushed her hair back over her ear. “I’ve wanted to do that
for so long.” His voice was gravelly, thick with emotion.
    “I’m glad you did it.”
    His mouth was back on hers before she could even complete
her thought. He moved against her and she could feel him, long and hard beneath
his clothes. He slid his hand down to her breast, his thumb slowly circling her
nipple as his mouth slid to her neck. His silky hair tickled her chin as he
kissed his way along her collarbone.
    Shari ran her hands beneath his shirt, sliding up the deep
ridges of his back then drawing forward, toward the bulge in his pants. A low
growl rumbled out of him as she curled her fingers around him, stroking him
through the fabric before she started searching for his zipper.
    Jon lowered her onto the sand, just out of the ocean’s
reach. His fingers began to undo the buttons of her dress. The warmth of his
lips against her flesh contrasted with the cool ocean breeze.
    She worked her way through the layers of pants and boxers
until her fingers found his steely length. He was long and thick, his skin as
smooth and hot as freshly ironed silk.
    His breath rasped out of him as he covered her breasts with
kisses. “I want to make love to you.”
    There was nothing she wanted more, but practicality took
over her brain. “We don’t have a condom.”
    “There’s more than one way to make love.” He kissed his way
back up to her mouth. His fingers slid up the inside of her thigh at a
maddeningly slow pace. She rolled her hips toward him and felt him smile
against her lips.
    He reached her panties and trailed a finger along the leg
line, barely grazing her tender skin. His thumb caressed her through the thin
material before he slipped his fingers down her leg his mouth still working on hers,
leaving her breathless. He made his way back up, stopping just short of
contact. The heat that radiated off his hand made her quiver in anticipation,
then he finally touched her.
    The sensation was too much. She broke their kiss and moaned,
her neck arching back against the sand as his fingers slipped between the slick
folds of her skin. He kissed his way down the length of her body, blazing a
trail from her neck to her breasts then her belly, teasing her with every
movement.
    His fingers slowly strummed against her, dragging out each
pass into a torturous stroke of pleasure. She’d never had a man take his time
like this, as though each touch were meant to be enjoyed on its own. His lips
traveled lower, across her hipbone, down toward the throbbing sensation he was
creating with his hands.
    Jon dragged his fingers through her wetness, his hot breath
exhaled against her moist flesh. He kissed her ever so gently as he continued
to stroke, his tongue slowly replacing his fingers, slithering through her
layers. The fire he was creating coursed through her body in waves as she
writhed beneath him. Each sweep of his tongue was like its own lick of flame,
igniting every nerve ending. She didn’t want it to stop but she felt herself
giving way. His strong hands steadied her as she began to shake and the orgasm
tore through her. She cried out, her hips bucking