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request, I feel heat scorch my breasts and face as I comply with his directions. My fingers slide over slippery skin as I hold open my labia for his inspection.
    “Gorgeous,” he says, blowing a stream of air directly against my clit.
    I hold back the urge to scream as he nearly makes me come from that alone.
    “Don’t hold back. If you want to scream, scream. No one will hear you but me.”
    God, I’ll never be able to look at him again after this night, but at least I’ll know what all the hoopla is about, and we haven’t even gotten to the main event yet.
    He startles me with the first stroke of his tongue.
    “Don’t let go,” he says. “Hold that pretty pussy open for me.” The second stroke is no less surprising or stirring as he twirls the tip of his tongue around my clit before encircling it with his lips and tugging lightly. He pushes a finger into my slick channel, curling it up to find a spot no one has ever touched before.
    I can’t contain the scream as I push against his face and finger.
    Adding a second finger, he moves in and out as his tongue and lips focus on my clit. His free hand wraps around my left leg to keep me open wide for him. He continues the dual assault until I’m hit with a second orgasm that’s even more powerful than the first.
    I’m still coming when he pulls his fingers free of my pussy, leans over me to reach for the bottle on the table, and then pushes a finger into my anus, his entry aided by the cool lubricant he rubbed on his finger. The stroke of his finger sets off another wave of orgasm that makes me see stars. I had no idea I was so sensitive there, and the discovery, on top of all the others, leaves me clinging to what remains of the person I was before I stepped into Blake Dempsey’s bedroom.
    I come back down to find his tongue lapping up my juices and his finger still buried deep in my ass.
    He releases my leg and reaches up to pinch my nipple lightly but insistently. “So, so hot, Honey Carmichael. Why’d you wait so long to come to me?” Pushing his finger farther into my ass, he sucks on my clit and sets off a series of small explosions that make my legs quiver and my breath catch. I’ve never come so much in my life, even with my trusty vibrator.
    Right when I’m about to beg him to stop, he suddenly withdraws from me, leaving me a sweating, quivering mess on the bed while he once again retires to the bathroom to clean up.
    When he returns, my gaze is drawn to his cock, which stands up tall and proud against his belly, so hard it’s purple and slick at the top.
    He crawls up on the bed between my legs and settles himself on top of me, holding most of his weight on his elbows. Brushing the hair back off my face, he looks down at me as if taking inventory. “Hi there.”
    “Hi.” I’m still breathing harder than usual and trying to figure out where I should look. If I meet his gaze, I’m afraid I’ll give too much away about how completely he’s undone me. Remembering Lauren’s warning, I’m determined to hold something back. If I give him everything, I’ll regret it.
    “Look at me.”
    Trust him not to allow me to hold anything back. I flip my eyes up to make contact with his startlingly blue gaze.
    “Are you okay?”
    I nod even as I feel the damnable blush flooding my cheeks.
    He kisses them both and then my nose and finally my lips. “Ready for the main event?”
    I have to look away. “I hope so.”
    “Are you scared, Honey?”
    I bite my lip and nod. “A little.”
    “I’d never hurt you. You know that, don’t you?”
    “You used to pinch me,” I say, seeking to lighten the moment.
    “That was a long time ago.” More kisses and the insistent throb of his cock against my belly. “I’d never hurt you now, or do anything you don’t want as much as I do.”
    “Do you want me?”
    “So bad.” He presses his hips tighter against me. “Can’t you feel how bad?”
    “Yes.” My hands move restlessly on his back, heading to his