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exploring freely after so many nights of needing, wanting. Her fingers slid through his short hair as he nuzzled her hip bones and finally moved lower to press his mouth over the satiny crotch of her panties.
    He exhaled, a warm, damp breath that had Mandy rolling her hips, tightening her fingers against his skull, holding him in place. He exhaled again and felt her stomach muscles contract.
    This was something he’d never done before, had never really thought about until he met Mandy. Since then? He’d fantasized for weeks, tasting Mandy in his dreams, peeling the clothing away from her body, kissing her all over.
    Lifting himself up on his elbows, he rolled the elastic band down over her hips, exposing the dark blond curls between her legs and the soft pink folds of her sex already swollen and damp with her arousal. He’d never seen anything so erotic in his life.
    “Take them off. Please?” She grabbed the waistband and shoved, lifting her hips. Marc went back on his heels and helped her, tugging the tiny scrap of satin over her long legs. So sleek and muscular—that long walk to and from work every day kept her in excellent shape.
    Sometimes she ran with him, and following her had been its own kind of hell. Watching that perfect ass, those long, sleek legs. He ran his hands from the tops of her thighs to her ankles, feeling the lean strength beneath her silky smooth skin, the firm muscles. She wasn’t laughing anymore. There was a dark pink flush to her cheeks, across her chest, over her abdomen.
    Arousal had never been so beautiful. Kneeling between her thighs, he slipped his hands beneath her hips, gently palmed her perfectly shaped bottom and lifted her to his mouth, his attention focused on the tightly furled lips of her sex. He glanced up, caught her watching him with a look of absolute wonder in her eyes. “Are you okay with this?”
    “Yes. Definitely yes.” She smiled and lay her head back on the pillow. Waved her fingers in his direction. “Don’t let me stop you.”
    “Right.” How he actually managed a wink, he wasn’t sure. His cock had never been this hard, rising up against his belly, fluid already covering the tip, more than ready to find a home deep inside Mandy. Doing his best to ignore the stubbornly persistent thing, he dipped his head and ran the flat of his tongue over her. She was wet and hot, her taste like nothing he’d expected.
    He wanted more. He licked her again, going deeper, spearing his tongue between her damp folds, but when he found the taut nub at the top of her sex, she arched into him with a soft whimper. He felt as if he’d found the Holy Grail.
    Had he found it on any of the other women? Certainly not with his mouth, probably not even with his fingers. He hadn’t taken any of those women to bed. They’d taken him.
    That People magazine Mandy had saved? He’d been overwhelmed by the sudden feminine interest, women dragging him from the obscurity of his quiet workshop into what had turned into almost two months of constant but meaningless sex with the most predatory females he’d ever met. He really had gone a little crazy.
    At least he’d finally come to his senses, but not until he’d had sex with close to a dozen women—never anyone more than once—and it had been some of the worst times he could remember. He never, ever wanted to feel that way again. A commodity, somebody one lucky girl hoped to snag, at least long enough to get her hands on his rapidly growing income.
    He didn’t remember any of their names, didn’t care to see any of them ever again. Each and every single one of them had been a beautiful, intelligent predator. He’d come to his senses after one particularly bad evening and hadn’t been with a woman since.
    Mandy was more than making up for all those terrible nights. As her body writhed in his hands, he grew more confident with each lick and stroke. When he thought she might be close to coming, he concentrated on her clitoris—such a