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rocked in a gentle motion and he had to catch himself as his head began mimicking those motions.
    She stopped at a chair that was situated at the foot of the bed. “Sit,” she said as she gestured downward.
    Dumbly he eased into the chair and looked up, his gaze riveted to her. “Payton, what’s this about?” he asked.
    She leaned down and put a finger over his lips. “Shhh.” Her lips hovered provocatively over the finger pressed against his mouth. “This is my show.” She reached over and picked up a long black piece of satin from the bed. It trailed across his legs as she circled behind him.
    She placed one hand on his shoulder and looped the sash around the front of his neck. Gripping it with both hands, she raised it until it brushed across his face. With gentle fingers, she positioned it over his eyes.
    As the room went dark, he raised his hand in automatic protest but again she whispered in his ear. “Shhh. Trust me. You’ll like this.”
    He let his hand fall as she gathered the material tight around his eyes. She tied it in the back, and he sat there, waiting for what she would do next.
    He jumped when her lips met the curve of his neck. She kissed a soft line upward. Chill bumps broke out on his arms as her warm breath blew over his skin.
    Then she sank her teeth into the lobe of his ear, and he nearly came off the chair. Her tongue swirled around the tender flesh before she sucked the lobe back between her teeth. With a gentle nip, she moved away again.
    A slight movement of air alerted him to the fact she’d walked back around the chair. A faint rustle could be heard and then she placed both hands on his knees, slid them up his legs until she grasped his hips.
    She straddled his lap, moving in close until her pussy cradled his groin. A surge of excitement shot through his system. His dick came to life after its long stint of dormancy. Okay, so it had only lain dormant for two days, but to a guy it was a fucking lifetime.
    He swelled, painfully, against his jeans. He heard her light chuckle just as she curled her fingers around his hands and lifted them.
    She placed his hands on her legs and kept her fingers wrapped around his wrists. Slowly, seductively, she guided his hands up her body. Over her hips, naked hips. She’d ditched the underwear. Oh hell.
    Up her waist, sliding sideways over her taut belly. Finally up her ribcage until his knuckles brushed the undersides of her breasts.
    Unwilling to let her control the progress any longer, he cupped her breasts in his hands and worked his thumbs over her nipples. Soft, velvety, he loved the texture and weight of her breasts in his hands. Definitely a C cup, maybe a smaller D.
    She shuddered against his fingers.
    “Like that?” he murmured as he continued stroking the tips.
    In response, she gripped his hands, holding them tighter over her breasts.
    “Touch me,” she whispered.
    “Show me where.”
    She wiggled on his lap, moving back. Then she guided his right hand from her breast, down her silken skin, lower until he felt the curls of her pussy. They brushed across his fingers, damper the closer he got to her flesh.
    “Oh, you mean here.”
    “Mmm hmmm.”
    He coaxed the lips apart and eased one finger over the hot, moist flesh between her legs. She jerked in reaction when he stroked her clit.
    “You’re wet.”
    “Because I want you,” she whispered. “And I think you want me.”
    “Oh, yeah, sweetheart. I want you.”
    She cupped his bulging groin in her hand, gently squeezing. She laughed huskily, her mouth close to his ear again. “Yeah, I’d say your earlier problem might be a non-issue now.”
    “I do love an inventive woman.”
    “I’m just a woman willing to do whatever it takes to get what she wants.”
    He turned his head in the direction of her voice, his lips colliding with hers. He kissed her, long, hot and hard. He reached his hands up to cup her face, holding her against him as their tongues explored new territory.
    He