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adjoining stool. He spread her legs then rolled the dress up past her hips. He laced his fingers into the band of her panties and tugged, the fabric tearing under the pressure.
    “You won’t be needing these.” He flung them aside and was greeted with bare, pink flesh. The evidence of her arousal glistened, and his cock throbbed painfully under the restraint of his pants.
    Brock craved to see her entire body naked, displayed before him like a work of art. He gripped the dress at its neckline and ripped the material clear down the middle. “I’ll buy you a new one,” he whispered while admiring her beauty.
    “I don’t care about the dress,” she responded as she shimmed out of the torn material and tossed it aside. “But how will I get home?”
    “We’ll find you something to wear, later. Much, much later.” He cupped her breast then rolled the nipple between his thumb and finger. She let out a moan, tipping her head back. Her body was submissive to him, and he drank in the intoxicating power he had over her.
    He slid his fingers through her cleft then dipped one inside. Her hips rose off the bar, and she worked back and forth, grinding against his hand. He leaned over her and sucked a nipple between his teeth. His tongue dancing across the hardened protrusion caused her to squirm more. The woman was on fire, and he would thoroughly enjoy dousing out the flames.
    Brock could stand no more. He released her nipple, parted her thighs farther and dove between her legs. He licked her silky skin. The taste of orange glazed his lips. He plunged in a second finger, her wetness drenching them. He flicked out his tongue and grazed it over her clit. A shudder swept across her body.
    She was already close.
    He continued to roll his tongue and sucked the fleshy nub between his teeth. The pace of his sliding fingers increased. Her body tensed, and her breaths turned into short pants.
    He moved faster.
    Her fingers latched onto his shoulders, and nails broke through the skin as she let out a scream. Her pussy clenched, drawing his fingers deeper inside her. He continued his ministrations until he’d licked every last drop from her. Until her body stilled, and a look of satisfaction covered her face. He was responsible for the dreamy state she was in and found he liked it very much. Maybe, a little too much.
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    Tremors still gripped Sarah’s muscles as she came down from one of the most intense orgasms she’d had in forever. No, make that ever. She couldn’t recall having a near out of body experience like the one she’d just had. She tipped her head up to meet the gaze of the demon who’d just brought her so much pleasure. Desire darkened his brown eyes, and lust swept over her again.
    She slipped off the bar and pulled Brock to her. In a passionate sweep, she delved her tongue into his mouth while tugging his shirt from the waistband of his pants. Sarah was desperate to get him naked and lick every inch of his body. She broke free of the kiss and yanked the shirt over his head revealing hard muscles.
    Sarah brushed her fingertips along his biceps. A shudder passed over her, intensifying her desire. She licked his chest. The saltiness combined with his own spiciness caused her breath to hitch. Desire as she’d never experienced burned through her veins. For a moment, it frightened her and she contemplated fleeing, but her need for him outweighed everything else. She could only focus on him.
    Sarah grasped the button on Brock’s pants and pulled it through the hole. She fought to maintain control and not give in to the temptation to tear the fabric to shreds. She wanted to savor him for as long as she could stand it.
    With nimble fingers, the zipper was pulled down and the slacks pushed past his narrow hips to his ankles. His cock jutted to full attention, and she knew exactly what her next move would be. Trailing her tongue down his steel abs, she wrapped her hand around his shaft and squeezed. Brock let out a sigh