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time. There were no pretty words, no slow-and-easy movements. Simply a swelling mixture of heated lust and fiery desire.
    “Touch me,” he gently ordered, dying to feel her soft fingers clasped around his cock.
    Lucy did as he asked, slipping her hand between them and sliding it downward until she had his dick in the palm of her hand. Her index finger touched the tip, teasing forth a bead of moisture. Reilly’s cock hardened and throbbed under her ministrations. “That’s good, sweetheart,” he praised her.
    She positioned his dick at her entrance and folded her legs around him, drawing him down with her heels on his buttocks, pulling him in. “It gets better,” she whispered.
    Her body cradled his hips as if made for him. He thrust forward, coaxing a whimper from her. When his gaze took in the sight of her dark curls covering her pussy, the temptation to taste her sweet flavor took hold of him. He moved down her body and pressed his mouth to her pussy lips. She was wet with the first touch of his tongue, her feminine center instantly responding to him.
    “God, Lucy, I might never be able to get enough of you.”
    His fingers roamed over her stomach, smoothing their way over her ribs to her breasts. He weighed one small orb in his palm and flicked his thumb over her nipple, teasing it to a hard, tempting point.
    “One stroke and I’m going up in flames,” she admitted in a husky voice.
    “Mm, good,” he said as he squeezed and pinched her nipple, driving himself crazy with the feel of her between his fingers. His head descended on her pussy; then his mouth suckled her clit and licked up her sweet juices.
    “I’m on the edge here, please!”
    “Please what, Lucy?” His voice was barely above a whisper and too rough from the desire riding him.
    “Please make love to me.”
    Her sultry plea danced over his spine, and though it was a small thing, he clung to her words. That she wanted him to make love to her and not just sate her lust gave him hope that maybe this was more to her than a one-night stand.
    “My pleasure, sweetheart.”
    His mouth went on a journey over her breasts and belly. His hand moved slowly over her slight curves, enjoying the feel of her pale ivory skin. His fingers stroked her clit, squeezing and flicking. The husky little sounds coming from her throat turned him on even more. Without warning, she shouted his name and came against his hand, thrusting her hips upward, seeking more. Reilly tucked his thumb into her slick opening and sparked off another climax. When her legs loosened and dropped to the floor, Reilly lifted enough to get a good look at her. Her face was flushed, and her nipples were pebble hard.
    “Fucking gorgeous,” he whispered as he took in the sexy sight she presented.
    He dipped his head and tasted the softness of one full breast, then nibbled gently on her nipples.
    “More!” she cried. “I need you now.” Her voice broke from screaming out her climax.
    “Hold that thought,” Reilly said as he grabbed his pants and searched for his wallet. He fumbled around until he located it and the condom nestled inside. Once he had it on, Reilly moved on top of her and positioned his cock between her swollen folds, then slowly slid deep. Her body welcomed him in and provided a tight, hot embrace.
    “So damn good,” he groaned, only too happy that she’d come to the restaurant tonight.
    Reilly had felt an instant connection with Lucy the minute he’d seen her. All other women paled to her. She had an air of vulnerability about her, and it had touched Reilly on a deeper level. Now, as she lay beautifully pliant beneath him, totally trusting, Reilly’s chest expanded with pride, and something else he didn’t want to think on too hard. He shoved the thoughts away and concentrated only on pleasuring the dark-haired beauty. His gaze sought Lucy’s as she peered out at him from beneath sleepy lashes. Not able to wait another second, he bent his head and kissed her parted