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the dresser. She moves in front of me, and with the sleek grace of years of training, falls to her knees. Her eyes surrounded by dark lashes lift to mine, her long, dark hair falling in a sheet down her back.
    Fuck, that’s beautiful. Even with clothes on, it’s hot.
    I clasp my hands behind my back as she stares at me with wonder. Fuck, in such a short amount of time, this woman is undoing me. That shit doesn’t happen. At least, it hasn’t before Bella. Only her.
    “Bella?” I ask in an even tone, not giving away what she does to me unless you count my rock hard dick pressing against my jeans.
    “Yes.” Her voice is so damn sultry it makes the hairs on the back of my neck rise in anticipation.
    Now that I know what she tastes like, what she feels like, my body can’t get enough of her. If I had time to stay planted inside her every minute of the day, I probably would.
    “Today, we’re going to have a little fun.”
    Her lips tip up in a sexy smirk. I fucking love how she’s up for anything, and not in a way other women have been. No, everything Bella gives me is genuine and pure. It’s hard for a man to find that shit, and I’m sucking up every last drop of it. It fuels me.
    “Okay,” she agrees, her full-blown smile coming out and practically knocking me on my ass.
    “You sure about that?” I tease, raising my brow. She has no idea what’s rattling in this head of mine.
    Her brilliant stare meets mine full-on. “Absolutely.”
    I lean down and take her mouth hard and swift, and she grabs my shirt, gripping the fabric tight.
    I pull away, making her moan in protest and smile.
    “Fucking love that you’re up for anything.” I shed my leather and clothes and stand in front of her, my cock bobbing, telling me I need to move closer. I don’t. “Stand and come here.”
    The elegance of her movements is off the fucking charts. It’s like she has practiced how to move that gorgeous body of hers for hours.
    I pull her into my arms and kiss her, our tongues caressing each other. The fabric of her clothes rubs against me as she melts into my touch. After long moments, I pull away, seeing her dazed eyes and bee stung lips. Fuck, she’s beautiful.
    She shivers as I skate my hands down the sides of her body, coming to the hem of her shirt. I pull it from her, seeing the sexiest fucking black lace bra with hot pink bows.
    “I like.”
    She lights up at my approval. That has to be the biggest fucking turn on a man can have. Right there. That small fucking reaction.
    I brush against her waist, unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans. I snake my fingers under her jeans as she wiggles her hips, helping me get them down. Goose bumps rise from her flesh as my fingertips glide down her legs, calves, and feet as I pull off the clothing. She helps by lifting her leg as I bend in front of her. When my eyes lift, her black thong with hot pink bows stares at me, beckoning me. Fuck.
    I trail my nose up the inside of her thigh as I make my way to her pussy. Her panties are damp, and I can smell how much she wants me.
    She jumps as I brush between her hot thighs then groans. Using my teeth, I nip the black lace hard enough for her to feel it through the fabric. She jolts, making me smile, and I squeeze her thighs as I rise.
    “Turn around. I need to see that fine ass.”
    She does instantly, giving a slight sway of her hips.
    “Bend at the waist and pull them down.” Her ass rises in the air as the scrap of fabric leaves her hips, gliding down her thighs, calves, and off her body. She tosses them to the floor and rises, but she doesn’t turn around. Fuck me.
    “Come here.”
    She then turns and saunters up to me, her hands at her sides. I can tell by the clenching and unclenching of her hands that she wants to touch me and is showing great restraint.
    “Knees.”
    Fuck, I have a serious hard on for her when she’s on her fucking knees. Swear to Christ, it’s the best fucking position.
    I release myself quickly. Then,