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honest with myself, I hadn’t had straight-up
vanilla sex in a long time because I didn’t want to run the risk of having a
woman misinterpret my intentions. But I suddenly found myself bothered by the
fact that Allie might not think there were any emotions involved in this.
    To me, this was making love…not fucking.
    Gazing down at her, at her flushed skin, her spread legs,
and her chest rising and falling as she panted, I wondered what the hell I’d
gotten myself into. But there was no backing out now.
    Hooking my fingers in her thong, I tugged it down, over her
legs, past her knees and off her feet and then tossed it behind me.
    She lay sprawled naked before me and her eyes opened as I
stared at her. I gave her my best smile, and lifting her leg, I restarted my
kissing spree, this time beginning at the arch of her foot.
    Watching me through hooded eyes, she groaned loudly when my
tongue reached that sensitive spot behind her knee. Her inner thighs trembled
as I ran my mouth back and forth across them, from one side to the other.
    I skipped past her quivering pussy, already smelling the
haze of her desire swirling around us. She moaned in frustration as I kissed
the indentations of her hips, and her fingers tangled in my hair.
    I wanted to stretch it out longer but I couldn’t resist
burying my face between her legs. I felt her tense as I trailed kisses closer
and closer.
    “Please, Ryker,” she whispered, tugging my hair and trying
to bring my head closer.
    “Please what, baby?” I asked, hovering inches from her
quivering flesh, making sure my warm breath blew against her.
    Her belly sucked in and her hips lifted from the bed. She
was wet and ready for me, already close to the edge.
    I sucked in a deep mouthful of air then blew it out
gradually as I lowered my mouth. Her hips jerked with the first lap of my
tongue and I wrapped my arms around her legs to hold her in place.
    She tasted so good and I took my time, learning her pink
folds, carefully watching her reaction. Long licks had her sucking her breath
in between her teeth, and flicking her little nub had her panting.
    Knowing just the right spot to push her over and have her
fall apart in my arms, I avoided it. I wanted this to be mind-blowing for her
and the longer I waited, the better it would be for her.
    Long minutes went by with only her moans of pleasure filling
the room. Each sound that escaped her lips made my cock swell, until I was
using every spare square inch of my jeans.
    “Ryker…” she groaned loudly and her fingers tightened in the
sheets under her.
    My name on her lips thrilled me. Centering my attention, I
gave her just what she needed. Flicking her clit steadily and relentlessly, I
held my pace, even as she writhed and wailed on the bed.
    But I wasn’t holding her tight enough. She jerked suddenly,
ripping her hips from my arms and taking me by surprise. I sat up slowly,
trying to figure out what the hell happened as she rolled onto her stomach,
panting heavily.
    Realizing she had pulled away just before the moment of
orgasm, I blew out a breath. This was going to be harder than I’d thought but I
wasn’t giving up.
    She had retreated to the other side of the bed, pulling away
from me physically as well as emotionally. Laying my hand on her lower back, I
felt her tremble.
    Stretching out beside her, I slid my hand from her neck to
her tailbone and back again.
    “What are you so afraid of, Allie?” I asked quietly, bracing
myself for her answer.

Chapter Four
     
    Allie kept her face turned away from me but she sucked in a
deep breath.
    “Talk to me, darlin’,” I cajoled, sweeping the red-gold
curls from her face. Trailing my fingers over her cheek then down to her chin,
I waited until her eyes focused on me.
    Warily, she gazed up at me and I suddenly realized this was
no longer about me, no longer about a simple night of pleasure. Allie was
different, if for no other reason than that she was here, in my bed.
    A single tear