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his nipples. He drew in a hissing breath. She drew her thumbnail over the hardened little bead.
    “Well, that’s done. What now?” She raised an eyebrow. She knew that challenge would draw a reaction, just as she realized what her touch did to him.
    “Your hand. Cup one of your breasts for me. You know what I want.” His voice rumbled, low and sexy. His hands tightened, holding her still as he waited for her response.
    “What are you going to do if I do that? Because doing this seems to be a great idea.” She smiled as she plucked and twisted his nipple.
    “Oh, just this.” His hands moved her against his the ridge of his cock.
    She closed her eyes. With her legs wrapped around him, her pussy pressed right against his cloth-covered shaft. The friction of fabric sliding over her sensitive cunt drove excitement higher. She groaned. Such sweet torment and he knew she loved it. One hand lifted to her breast, cupping the mound.
    “Roll your nipple for me, my Leigh.” He guided her hips up and down, but his eyes locked on to her breasts and her hand. “I could rock you to pleasure. Do you remember?”
    “I’d kill you.” She glared at him, but she remembered how he’d tease her. As good as the orgasm would be, it would feel hollow when she ached for him. They’d been apart so long. She wanted to feel his body, warm and solid, against her and his cock sliding deep into her pussy.
    He smiled and dropped a kiss onto her cheek. “I’m not sure I could hold out myself. The last thing I want is to come in these pants when I have your pussy so close.”
    “I want to be a little more naked before we fuck. What about you?” She leaned forward and drew her lips across his.
    “That’s the ultimate goal. I’ll work on it. You give me something to watch.” He carried her over to the bed.
    She looked down to where her hand cupped her breast. “Don’t take too long.”
    She flicked her fingers across her nipple and glanced up to find him watching her. Seeing his reaction was more exciting than the simple touch. He lowered her to her feet beside the bed. His hands went to the button of her pants, but his eyes locked on her breasts. With both feet on solid ground, she began playing with both breasts. She drew her fingers over her nipples in slow circles to keep his attention. His head dipped and his tongue swiped across her nipple and her fingers.
    She drew in a sharp breath, her body tensing as the wet slide of his tongue sent desire slashing down to her stomach. He chuckled as he pushed the loosened pants down her thighs along with her silky underwear. She squirmed, resisting the urge to grab his head and guide it straight to one of the aching points. Instead she plucked at one and deliberately moaned low to torment him.
    His eyes met hers and she swept her right hand down her stomach. Cupping her pussy with her fingers, she let her fingers trail over the slick lips. It was a challenge. Had he become so civilized that he wasn’t the same man she remembered? She knew what the old Jericho would do, but this man, no.
    He grasped her hand and shook his head. Lifting it, he pressed it to her side as he urged her onto the mattress. “Keep that hand there. I’m going to get rid of my clothes.”
    Sprawled on the mattress, she watched as he took off his shoes and pants. His cock thrust forward, thick and long. Her tongue swept out at the sight of the darker, rounded head. He climbed onto the bed and lie down beside her.
    She didn’t have time to wonder what he was going to do. His mouth fastened over her breast. He sucked and his tongue flayed the hardened nipple. Her hands lifted and stroked over his shoulders and arms before moving to his chest, stomach and back. The hard length of his cock beckoned her, but she wanted to savor touching him for a little while.
    His hands stroked down her stomach. She widened her thighs in invitation. His hand cupped her pussy. Two fingers pushed between the lips. They stroked down,