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good girls are allowed to be bad once in a while, you know. It doesn’t make you less of a person, and believe me, it can be a lot of fun. I promise.”
    Rick pulled the pins out of her hair and it tumbled onto her shoulders. Cradling her head in one hand, he lowered his mouth to the pulse in her neck and ran his tongue gently down her throat. He felt the tremor run through her. God, she was easy to rile. He wet the whorls of her ear and let his breath touch the same spot. She actually moaned, a soft sound that cut right through him. All of this foreplay was getting to him too. He leaned in and pressed against her so she could not possibly miss feeling exactly how aroused he was. Her breath caught in her throat.
    He let one hand stray down her side to the waist of her pants. He wanted them gone, but he couldn’t move too fast. Not with her.
    Rick turned her so his groin stayed nestled happily against her hip but his hand could dip inside the front of her pants. Hearing Beth’s breathing change again, he slid his hand lower, knowing once he got his hands on her clit, all of her doubts and reservations would disappear. He held his breath as his fingers slid under the elastic of her panties, lower to the curls he could only imagine would be a slightly darker blonde than the hair he had just released from its bun and tucked behind her ear. He finally encountered the slick hot wetness of her slit.
    That made him smile. She was already wet. She wanted him. Her head may be fighting it, but her body was ready and waiting.
    So enthralling was this discovery, he nearly missed the slight movement she made that set her feet farther apart and gave him easier access to her pussy. Taking full advantage of her willingness to play, Rick slid his finger inside her. He watched her squeeze her eyes more tightly shut as he pumped into her a few times before pulling out, coated with her juices. Damn, he wanted to taste that later and he had every intention of getting the chance. Still afraid she would turn tail and run if he moved too fast for her, Rick began to circle her clit, softly at first, then harder, until she leaned more heavily against him and grabbed his shirt with two fists for support.
    More than aroused, he pressed his erection harder against her thigh. He was perfectly happy to get her off first, but he wanted to remind her he was still there and waiting with so much more to give her.
    She turned her head toward him as he lowered his to take her breast in his mouth through the sweater. He wanted that sweater gone too, but he could wait. When he felt her warm breath ruffle his hair as she began panting, getting closer to orgasm, he knew it wouldn’t be a long wait.
    Increasing the pressure of his fingers, he rubbed faster until her knees buckled and he had to hold her up with his free arm around her waist.
    Her voice sounded so sweet when she came, just like he’d imagined it would. It was a sound he intended on hearing many more times that night. He wasn’t quite done with her yet now. Sliding two digits inside her this time, he finger fucked her while his palm stayed pressed against her clit. She continued to cry out and nearly collapse in his arms. He wanted her so worked up that nothing but his cock buried deep inside her would satisfy. Judging by the way she gripped him but made no attempt to move away, he figured he was doing a good job.
    He finally pulled his fingers out of her pants. Had she been any one of the other women he usually fucked, he would have slid those fingers right into her mouth and told her to taste herself, or he would have licked them off himself. Beth wasn’t one of those women, and he was too close to what they both wanted to risk it now by scaring her off.
    Her eyes didn’t quite focus when she opened them and looked up. “Middle door.”
    Middle door.
    She was telling him that the bedroom was the middle door off the hall. Rick wasted no time scooping her up in his arms and swooping her through