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that would be good, beneath the blazing sun, kneeling before that chair, pushing past her lips, fucking her mouth with soft, easy strokes as her lips and tongue blew his mind and his cock.
    Then he could turn her to her back, spread her thighs and have her for lunch.
    His fingers were sliding the metal snaps free as he turned and headed outside, gripping the ladder that led to the roof. He couldn’t wait. He had never been this horny for a woman in his life. Even the week he spent trying to fuck the image of Jessie out of his mind hadn’t been this intense. This hunger was eating him alive and making him shake with the need to take her.
    He moved up the ladder, his bare feet soundless on the carpeted rungs as he made his way to the sun deck. And there she was, as naked as his lust, shimmering with the thick coat of tanning oil he had applied to her silken flesh earlier before forcing himself away from her.
    She lay on the open-sided lounger, her head pillowed on her arms, breathing slow and deep as the rays of the sun painted a path of warmth along her naked back, buttocks and slender legs.
    Her hair was pulled into a ponytail high on her head. That would have to go. He liked her hair long and loose, liked feeling its softness against his calloused palms as he held her to him.
    His cutoffs dropped to the deck as he moved toward her. He felt only one thing. Lust. Knew only one desire, to fuck them both senseless once again. She was a drug in his system, and he knew it. One there was no cure from, and he sure as hell wasn’t about to attempt going cold turkey after having had her. No, Jessie was a pleasure he would never get enough of, and he intended to gorge himself on her taste and her touch, every chance he had.
    Her head lifted, her brown eyes gleaming with knowledge. Her gaze lowered to his raging hard-on before lifting to his face as he dropped to his knees in front of her.
    Slade didn’t say a word. He couldn’t speak past the baseball-sized lump that lust had left in his throat. He moved his hands to her hair, pulling the loose elastic band free and tangling his fingers in the thick mass as his dick nudged at her lips.
    She licked over the head, but didn’t open for the thick crest pressing against them. She smiled instead, a slow, taunting curve of her lips that had him growling like an animal in rut.
    The fingers of one hand tightened in her hair as his other hand lowered, cupping her jaw and exerting just enough pressure to force her mouth open. The head of his cock slid smoothly inside and his jaw tightened with pleasure. Hot, rich, electric need raced up his spine as she sucked him to her throat. Pulling back, her fiery little tongue flickered beneath the head, laving that ultrasensitive area before her mouth sank down again. He wrapped his fingers around the shaft, holding back, forcing himself not to press deeper. Slade began to thrust past her lips, holding her head still, twisting his hips, screwing inside her mouth with desperate thrusts as the moist suckling sent his senses reeling.
    Her hands gripped his thighs as she held herself steady, working her mouth over his erection like he had taught her several times the night before, yet still the touch was inexperienced enough to cause his breath to catch at her continued innocence. But what she lacked in experience, she made up for in hunger. She sucked him like a favorite treat, humming in pleasure as he began to pant in lust, watching his cock fill her mouth, feeling her tongue tease and tempt until his balls drew up tight to the base of his erection and he felt a shiver of impending release rake up his spine.
    â€œI’m going to come.” He stared into her eyes as he warned her of the explosion to come. “Hold me tight, baby, I’m going to fill that pretty mouth if you don’t stop, and if I do, you’ll swallow every fucking drop.” The thought of her taking him so intimately, his semen pulsing over her