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to him tighter as she unbuttoned his shirt. She felt his eyes on her as she used her lips and tongue to sample the crinkly light brown hair and the smooth, warm skin that she revealed as she went.
    Her tongue darted over a flat, copper-colored nipple. He beaded tight for her. He muttered something indecipherable and one hand rose to the back of her head. His fingers furrowed through her hair as she teased and agitated his nipple with her lips, tongue and nibbling front teeth. She subjected the other to an equal torment before she continued her downward journey.
    Esa acknowledged that she’d never been this aroused in her life as she kissed his flat abdomen and the ridged, clearly defined muscles rippled with excitement. Her tongue dipped into his taut bellybutton. He was such a beautiful, sinuous male animal that it made her ache deep inside with longing. She knew that only he could alleviate that primal pain.
    “Ahhh,” he groaned when she tenderly cradled the fullness behind his fly in her palm. Esa knelt before him, her heart running madly in her chest. She’d never done anything remotely like this the first time she was with a man. She reached for the first button on his jeans. His fingers flexed in her hair in a gesture that seemed to both restrain and entreat her at once.
    “Don’t… I’m so turned on I don’t know if I’ll be able to…”
    Esa glanced up at him and their eyes met. His facial muscles were rigid with restrained excitement. She liked that. She liked it a lot.
    “I don’t care if you stop or not, Finn. I want you.”
    She lowered his jeans and a pair of boxer briefs that looked starkly white against his tanned skin. She held his gaze as her hand slid along the long, smooth pillar of his jutting cock. His eyes blazed hot as he watched her with a narrow focus.
    She leaned forward and delicately tested the tip with her tongue to see if he was as smooth as he looked. He was, but he was hard as steel beneath. She closed her eyes in sublime pleasure and slid him into her mouth.
    Time seemed to stand still. She heard his guttural groan as if from a distance. Her entire awareness narrowed to the experience of his texture and taste. She couldn’t get enough of either. She learned his most sensitive spots as well as the rate and pressure he preferred by the movement of his fingers in her hair.
    Just before he made her stop, he gripped at her with a wild desperation that Esa loved. He restrained the increasingly avid bobbing motions of her head, however, and sank down on his knees next to her.
    “Think you’re real cute, don’t you?” he asked, a hard glint in his blue eyes. He ripped open the belt of her trench coat.
    It suddenly struck Esa that she was grinning like an idiot.
    “Not cute, just extremely horny,” she corrected shamelessly. The sudden appearance of his smile made her clench her thighs together to alleviate the pinch of lust there.
    “I’m glad to hear it because I’m afraid this is going to be quick and dirty and you’ve got no one but yourself to blame.”
    She yelped and giggled when he pushed her backward and they fell into a graceless heap on the lush foyer carpet. He spread his hands on the outside of her thighs and lifted her skirt. She raised her hips, assisting him as he drew her panties down. A singular feeling of feminine pride surged into her breast when he knelt between her knees and stared down at her wantonly spread legs adorned only with pale thigh highs and her tight burgundy leather boots.
    She hadn’t considered herself as sexy very much lately but at that instant, when Finn Madigan went preternaturally still between her thighs, Esa knew she was.
    “I must have done something very, very good today to deserve you.” He met her gaze, his stare just as warm as his words before he rifled his jean pocket with barely restrained haste. Esa thought she would combust with excitement as she watched him slide a condom down his firm, proud erection.
    Then the lovely