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of those incredible breasts, the wide, generous hips, the beautiful layer of flesh smoothing out the trained muscles.
    Mine , growled his bear. Mate. And then sank contentedly below the surface of his mind.
    The next thing he knew they were kissing again, wild, searching kisses. He gripped the nape of her neck and made himself slow down so that he could take his time, tasting her sweetness with lips and tongue as his hands roamed down her body.
    When she gasped for breath, her breasts moving against his chest, he kissed his way along her jawline, pausing to take her earlobe between his teeth and suck it gently. She moaned, her head dropping back. He kissed his way along her collarbones, his hands sliding down to her breasts. She gave a deep sigh of pleasure. Encouraged, he slid his fingers inside the damp fabric to find her puckered nipple.
    Gooseflesh roughened her skin, but he knew how to take care of that. He bent his head and took her nipple into his mouth, teasing the hardened nub with his tongue before sucking gently. When she arched her back, he took total possession, sucking hard.
    “Oh, yeah,” she breathed.
    His fingers traced around to her back, stroking the long, strong muscles there before hooking under the edge of the sports bra. He peeled it up. She lifted her arms and he pulled it off, freeing her breasts, then stepped back to fill his gaze with the delicious sight. She was unbelievably sexy, her head thrown back, those gorgeous breasts free above her smooth belly, and that wicked thong above those wonderful legs in those boots.
    He brought his gaze back to her breasts, one brown nipple tightened from his attentions. Time for some equal opportunity nuzzling.
    He bent her against the table; she gave a hop up onto it and lay back, her knees apart. He pressed his bulging erection up against her as she grabbed his hair and drew his head down. He played with her breasts, cupping them as he took his time bringing her second nipple to a hardened peak. Then he kissed his way down her shuddering belly until he reached the top of her thong.
    He stroked the silky skin inside her thighs, and when she widened her knees invitingly, he stroked his fingers slowly over the promising softness covered by the fabric. She was already wet and ready, but he was going to take his time: so magnificent a woman deserved nothing less. He ran a finger under the fabric, loving the way she hissed. He pulled the fabric down farther so he could run his tongue over her warm, moist folds. She groaned again, and he plunged his tongue deep inside her.
    “Oh yeah ,” she said.
    He laved, kissed, and sucked her clitoris as her breath shortened and then she gasped, her hot flesh throbbing under his lips.
    Then she whooped in a breath and sat up, looking adorably flushed. She cooed, “Your turn.”
    Already his erection throbbed in a rhythm echoing hers. He wasn’t sure how long he could stand it as she rolled off the table, those delightful breasts bouncing. Shelley pointed to the spot where she’d lain.
    Anticipation overruled him as he pressed his thighs against the table and lay cautiously back. The rational part of his mind hoped the damn thing was sturdy enough, but he ignored that, blissed out with her taste on his tongue. He wanted more of her. Now.
    Shelley climbed up to kneel on either side of his hips. He shut his eyes against the glorious sight of her parted lips, the erect nipples on her wonderful breasts and the awesome swell of her hips, afraid he was going to lose it right then. Already this was a thousand times hotter than any of his previous encounters. He couldn’t think past the next moment, except to hope that it would last.
     
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    He was smoking hot. Whatever happened later, she didn’t give a damn. She was going to enjoy every inch of him right now.
    She ran her hands up his rock hard stomach to his chest, pausing to tangle her fingers in the hair she’d admired earlier. It was softer than she’d imagined, and