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landing on the curve of her waist, he tugged her to a stop. He pressed his chest against her back and nosed the hair from her neck until he had exposed the smooth skin of her neck.
    "Tell me you love it." Awaiting her verdict, he pressed his lips to her throat and slid his arms around her.
    "The place?"
    He could hear the smile in her voice. He nipped her tender, sensitive flesh, his hands sweeping upward to catch the bottom curve of her breasts. He pressed a little harder against her, his erection pushing needfully at the small separation of her ass cheeks.
    Groaning, he squeezed her breasts and repeated his request. "Tell me."
    "It's beautiful," Lila agreed.
    He turned her in his arms, cock aching for the weight of her flesh. He captured the sides of her face. He wanted to squeeze that, too, wanted to drag her onto the floor and feel her body rolling against him as the marble refused to yield beneath his back.
    "Is there anything else you require?" He pushed his tongue against his inside bottom lip to keep from chewing at either bit of flesh. He shouldn't desperately want her immediate response to be that she required him.
    She shook her head, breaking the embrace and walking into the bedroom with its low-to-the-floor mattress and frame. She turned when she reached the foot of the bed and stared at him.
    Fuck, this wasn't supposed to make him nervous.
    Catching the movement of her hands at the bottom periphery of his vision, Warren lowered his gaze. She was untying the sash, reaching for the kimono's hidden zipper, unzipping it. More silk bound her breasts, hardening his tongue.
    He blinked slowly, stunned. A month had passed since his offer and she'd kept him at arm's length while he secured suitable accommodations. The lush beauty had a firm grip on the scarcity principle. There was only one of her and his demand for her ample flesh was high -- high and hard, destroying an untold number of brain cells as his cock robbed his head of blood to supply his massive erection.
    Keeping her gaze on him, Lila moved to the dresser and placed the folded kimono on top. Like her breasts, she had swathed her hips and pussy in a light layer of silk. Top and bottom were red, feeding his already enormous appetite.
    She returned to the bed, one hand wrapping around the bed post and stroking the hard wood.
    He shook his head to clear the mind fog. Stripping as he approached her, he stopped half a foot away, only his shirt, jacket and tie littering the floor behind him. Kicking off his shoes, he reached for the silk covering her mound. He sank to the floor, his fingers searching the edge of the fabric for the point at which she had tucked the material in on itself.
    Finding it, he exhaled and began to unwrap Lila.
    Fuck, sweet, sweet fuck -- she had waxed her mons, her gorgeous pussy both bare and lightly powdered.
    He pressed his lips to her flesh, his tongue probing the front cleft as his trembling fingers continued to remove the bottom strip of silk. When he finished, she grabbed a handful of his hair and force him to sit on the floor, his back against the mattress.
    Lila straddled him then raised one knee onto the bed. Pushing her mound against his face, she forced his head back, his neck straining lightly from the pressure. Still holding him by the hair, she began to rotate her hips, softly battering his lips and nose.
    He wrapped a hand around her calf and groaned. His other hand pushed up, his fingers parting her labia and finding the wet center of her cunt. He slowly fucked upward then down, increasing the force of his thrusts in equal measure to her hard grinding attempt to smother him.
    He moaned, needing to come already but denying the need. He nibbled at her clit and added a third finger inside her pussy.
    "On the bed," she rasped, her body shaking as she released him and stepped away.
    He obeyed, his hands reaching for his belt.
    She pointed at his hands. "No."
    Warren pressed his palms flat against his stomach, all but glaring at