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arms.
    He slicked her wetness over her skin, and part of her mind wondered at her own body’s response to his touch. Then he suddenly left her lips and dropped to one knee in front of her.
    What he did next took every ounce of air from her lungs.
    He pressed his hot mouth to her body— there .
    Her scent, her heat and the fragrance of her juices intoxicated Philip. He wanted to dive headfirst into her secret places and never come out.
    Or come, and then come out. Or something.
    He had no idea. He just had to get his mouth on her and hopefully drive her to the point of madness that he himself had reached moments ago. And her moans and cries of pleasure told him he was getting there.
    He slid his hands up past her stockings to the back of her naked thighs, and found the smooth curves of her buttocks. He noted they filled his hands perfectly, and he pulled her slightly, so that his tongue could do what it had apparently been designed to do from the day he was born.
    Pleasure Abigail.
    He thrust into her softness, again and again, feeling the tremors as they rattled her body. Then he searched for her little pearl, hard and aroused now, and just begging for its share of his attention.
    He obliged, noting with satisfaction how she cried out as he stroked and suckled the tiny bud of flesh into his mouth.
    Her hands tugged his hair almost painfully, but he doubted she even realized what she was doing. He certainly didn’t care. She could have every strand if she wanted, as long as he could spend his lifetime buried between her thighs.
    The thought shocked him, warmed him, and sent a flood of heat to his cock, reminding him that the pain she was inflicting on his scalp was nothing next to the pain emanating from his breeches. He pulled back, hearing her sob as his face left her sex.
    “Philip, Philip,” she moaned.
    “I know, Abigail. I know. Yet I cannot take you here, now, much as I would like to.”
    Her eyes fluttered open in distress.
    “Hush, Abby,” he said, dropping his hand to his breeches and unfastening their tapes.
    His cock sprang free, and if it could have sighed with relief, Philip swore it would have. “There are other ways,” he said, his voice choking with his need to claim her.
    He pulled their bodies together, and pressed his cock against her heat, sliding it back then raising her body slightly. Pushing himself between the juncture of her thighs, each movement rubbed the already swollen and sensitive tissues he knew were there.
    “Let go, Abby. Feel my cock stroking you. I can’t be inside you, but this is the next best thing.”
    Well, almost. Perhaps her mouth on him would be good too. Or then again... Philip’s mind galloped off into a myriad of ways he wanted to take this woman.
    But then she moved against his cock and his mind blanked out completely. She rubbed herself along his hardness, hips thrusting, meeting his with a barely controlled movement.
    It was ecstasy, exquisite and painful ecstasy, and it wasn’t enough.
    He wanted to be inside her, deep inside her, feeling her inner muscles tug at him, hold him, pull him further and further until they didn’t know where one ended and the other began. But it could not be. Not in his sister’s house. Not in the study. And certainly not standing up.
    Well, not this time, anyway.
    Philip let her body seduce his, and gently matched her movements, sliding his rigid length across her opening, and tugging on her breasts with his fingers as his lips devoured hers.
    Incredibly, it seemed that it was enough for both of them. For now.
    He felt her shiver and shudder, and she struggled for breath in his arms. Her whole body tightened, just as he felt his balls harden and lightning dance down his spine.
    They exploded together.
    Abby shook under the force of her orgasm, held upright only by his strong arms.
    His cock throbbed and pulsed as he came, spurting his seed over her inner thighs and mixing his own come with her juices. Someone cried out, but for the