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arching her
back, she pushed her breasts tighter together, her nipples so close
to each other that her nerves reacted as one, shooting lightning
from her breasts, straight into the walls deep inside her pussy. He
skillfully tortured her peaks as whimpers of desire escaped her
mouth.
    With a growl at Kate’s mewling sounds, his
mouth swooped down on hers, captured her lips, and took her sounds
within his body. His jaw worked over hers, as he forced her mouth
to open to give the access he demanded, and she granted. He raked
the inside of her mouth with his hard and pointed tongue, as it
danced and mated with hers, groaning at her submission.
    He released her nipples and grabbed both
sides of her head, devouring her mouth, wanting more of her,
swiveling her head in the directions he wanted, willing her to give
him everything. Desperate, she grabbed at him, her arms circling
around his neck with one hand behind his head, and her fingers
plunged deep into his hair, tugging him closer. More, she needed
more.
    She’d never experienced the ferocity of a
kiss like that with any of her past lovers. She’d never felt a
man’s desire for her as intensely. She’d wanted for so long to
experience passion on that level. Tears pricked at the backs of her
eyes.
    Pulling away from her mouth, his lips
millimeters from hers, he placed his hands at her jaw. Looking into
her eyes, he sniffed in, his chest rising and falling heavily. “I
can smell you, Kate.” He breathed into her panting mouth, “Feed
yourself to me with your fingers.”
    Even that little bit of his unrestrained
passion had awakened her. The moist evidence slid down her thighs.
He knew.
    She skidded her hands down her quaking
stomach, to her folds. Drenched. She was drenched. Mortification
flooded her mind and stilled her hand. There was so much of it.
What was wrong with her? Her body reacting like that couldn’t be
right…couldn’t be normal. How could someone be that turned on? What
would he think of her? Her insecurities returning, she was certain
he would laugh at her.
    Dropping his hands from her jaw, he stepped
back from her a pace and fixed his eyes on her hard, as he glared
down at her. “So quick to refuse me.”
    He began to circle her with deliberate steps
as she stood naked, hands at her pussy and breasts, trying to
shield her body’s reaction to him. She followed his movements with
her head, as he eyed her up and down while he walked, absorbing the
vision of her before him. He ran his tongue over his lips.
    When he was almost side by side with her,
his hand grasped the back of her neck, both to hold her in place
and assert his authority over her body. He didn’t jerk her or
squeeze her. He just held her, so she wouldn’t, couldn’t run.
    “That’s a delicious scent you tempt me with,
Kate. But I wonder... Why would you offer a man a meal you won’t
serve him? Let your sweet perfume invade his senses and make his
mouth water as the sweetness fills the air. Make him hungry to have
it on his tongue, in his mouth, and then deny him what he most
wants, refusing to serve the banquet. Care to tell me?” He stood
still and waited for her reply, looking at her profile.
    “I’m embarrassed.” Her voice was unsteady,
eyes downcast at the floor. Her insides quaked at the way he spoke
to her. She wanted to do it for him. She just couldn’t. Even though
his seduction was so thorough, she was convinced she could come to
the sounds of his voice alone, she couldn’t let go of her
inhibitions.
    “Oh, that’s all?” He ran his fingers up and
down her back, an attempt to calm her as he had before. “Would you
rather I lay you down on the carpet or the couch and spread your
legs open, while you lie there with your eyes closed, as I tongue
you until you orgasm?” His tone said how dull he considered the
idea.
    “Well, that’s usually how—”
    Placing a finger over her lips, as was
becoming his habit of shutting her up, he said, “No, that’s not
going to