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stomach then teased along the edge between her body and thigh. Moving down, ever closer to the part of her that really needed his attention.
    She closed her eyes as he played with the lace, her lips parting on a moan as he dipped a finger beneath, and then withdrew. She was killing him? What the hell did he think all this teasing was doing to her?
    “What I especially like is the easy access here.”
    His fingertips moved up to her hips, to the small ties at the side of the panties. There was a sharp tug, and the fabric fell away, cool air washing over her exposed pussy lips. She whimpered at the slight stimulation, reaching up to cup her breasts as he dropped a kiss on the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.
    “That’s it,” he urged as he moved closer, warm breath trickling over her pussy. “Play with them for me. Imagine it’s my hands on you. Teasing, caressing, pinching…”
    She listened to his rough, sultry voice, imagining that the hands cupping her breasts were his. Big, warm hands with calluses that spoke of hard work. Rough and smooth, instead of small and soft. A spine-tingling contrast between fantasy and reality as she caressed herself, tweaked her nipples and pulled slightly to feel the bite of pleasure-pain.
    “Fuck, that’s hot.”
    She bit back a moan as he moved lower. He blew a cool breath over her pussy lips and she flinched, the moan escaping around her clenched teeth. He chuckled, the sound dirty and decadent. Then he licked.
    His tongue slid along her in a long wet glide of sensation until he found her clit. A rumble in the back of his throat vibrated against her as he wrapped his lips around the tiny bundle of flesh and sucked.
    She whimpered, reaching up to grab at something, anything, to ground herself. Fuck. He knew how to use his tongue. Flicking across her clit in a rapid tattoo, then sucking, he caused starbursts to explode behind her closed eyelids as he drove her toward climax in a hell-borne ride. He didn’t let up, alternating long licks that rasped against her sensitive flesh with hard suckles until her hips bucked. The moans that spilled from her lips were closer to pleas for more. Definitely for more.
    Heat filled her, careening into every pleasure cell until she felt his touch through her entire body. Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, he moved. Pulled away to sit up, leaving her panting and ready to scream on the rug in front of him.
    No way.
    Disbelief and frustration rolled through her as she just looked at him. He couldn’t do this…couldn’t leave her like this.
    But his face was a hard mask, eyes glittering with heat and desire as he swept a glance over her reclining body. Snatching at his belt buckle, he undid his pants with a shaking hand, sitting on the edge of the sofa and shoving them over his hips with speed borne of haste and need.
    His cock sprang free, the thick length slapping against his flat stomach as he kicked his pants off. Wide and flushed, it stood proud, proclaiming his masculinity. Candy caught her breath. A small bead of pre-cum welled up on the tip, glistening in the firelight. Tempting her to lick it off.
    Before she could, he reached down and removed his wallet from his pants pocket, flipping it open and extracting a silver packet from within. She blinked and smiled, amused that he was so prepared but grateful they didn’t have to have the whole ‘are you protected?’ conversation.
    “On your hands and knees,” he ordered as he ripped the packet open and sheathed himself with a speed that betrayed his need.
    Anticipation fought the tremble that shuddered through her body as she scrambled to do as she was told. Screw being graceful, enticing him with the seductive allure of her movements; she wanted that thick, hard length inside her…filling her over and over again. Now. Yesterday.
    The heat from the fire bathed her, warming her face and shoulders as she got into position for him. Her hands curled into the softness of the rug