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clawed at the powerful forearm fastened over her clavicle. “I need to come. Please. Please. ”
    “Not yet. Not…yet.” He worked her faster, her legs trembling under her need for release.
    “Please, Brock. Please.”
    “Just one more second…”
    She bit down on her lip to distract herself, but the pain only heightened the sensations his hand was pulling from her core. She couldn’t rein in her release any—
    “Now, Viv. Now.”
    “God.” An orgasm ripped through her belly and radiated through all four limbs with the destructive force of an earthquake. Her legs shook. Breath slammed in and out of her chest. Her pussy quivered around his fingers, and all she could do was hang on to him for dear life, clinging tight with trembling arms.
    He kissed her neck as she came, whispered to her, but she couldn’t make out the words over the blood pounding between her ears. She could, however, imagine what he said…
    I’ve always wanted you like this, Viv.
    I’ve never stopped thinking about you.
    You’ve dominated my every thought for the past year.
    I love you.
    If only …
    She rode her climax, letting his imagined words fill her, push her higher, further. She turned her head and caught his stubbled jaw with her teeth.
    Brock took no time responding to her invitation, and eager lips covered hers. His tongue pressed slowly, but possessively, into her mouth, played lazily with hers, soft swipes that made her feel cherished, wanted.
    Needy.
    Her pleasure slowly began to ebb. Her mind whirled. How could he kiss her so calmly? Didn’t he want her as much as she wanted him? Wasn’t he about to go crazy too? Wasn’t all this playing around killing him?
    When she couldn’t stand his blissful torment any more, she broke their kiss. “I need you inside me.”
    “Hush.” He took her lips again, his incredible fingers continuing to play over her sensitive clit, to press deep into her slit. Back and forth, back and forth, keeping her primed but not pushing her toward the edge.
    It was torturous.
    She pulled back again. “Damn it, Brock, I need you inside me.”
    “I will be. Soon. But first…” He pressed a quick kiss to her lips then spun her back around to face him. “I want to taste your pussy, taste the pleasure I just gave you.”
    “Oh.” Kinda hard to argue with those words but… “As fantastic as that sounds, what I really want is for you to—”
    He pushed his index finger against her lips, the scent of her arousal so strong her eyes threatened to roll back in her head.
    “Lay down on the table, Viv. And do it now.”
    Part of her wanted to argue. The other part wanted to comply. The utter commanding confidence emanating off Brock made funny things happen to her insides, made her want to do whatever he commanded.
    Made her desperate to please him.
    Palms flat against the breakfast table, she pushed to a sitting position and then slowly lowered herself onto her back. The oak surface was cool against her skin, a striking contrast to the way Brock made her feel, to the hot hands that could make her burn.
    Brock moved around the table. “Beautiful, Viv. You are simply stunning, all laid out for me .”
    He seemed to take such pleasure in that last word. She took pleasure in it too. Her. Brock.
    Finally.
    He pressed a quick kiss to her forehead then stepped back as if to admire her. “Now open those beautiful legs for me, spread them as wide as they can go.”
    She pulled her knees toward her chest, so far back her ass rose off the table. Anticipation accelerated her heart. She’d never felt so exposed in her life.
    His gaze roamed her skin in much the same way a snake might look at a mouse—as something to devour. “Damn, you’re fucking spectacular. I’m having trouble deciding what I want to do to you first.”
    “I have a few ideas.” Like ramming your cock into me and pounding until we get so lost in each other we might never find our way back to reality.
    “I’ll bet you do but I want to