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fingers to part the soft folds. He drew his tongue along the slick inner lips, pausing to let it touch the tip of her clit, not moving, simply resting there. She thought she’d lose her mind.
    “Please, Jared.”
    Her whole body began to tremble, yet still he didn’t move.
    The heat of him was driving her crazy. That hot tongue pressing ever so gently on her clit. It swelled and throbbed with need. He flicked his tongue, just that wet tip.
    “Oh…”
    He flicked again. Stopped.
    She opened her thighs, encouraging him. He did nothing but let his warm breath whisper over her. She was dripping wet.
    Her hands went into his hair, but he reached up and held them tightly on either side of her thighs.
    “No,” he told her, his voice muffled in her flesh. He let her hands go, but she knew what he wanted—for her to hold still. To do as he asked. No. To do as she was told .
    Something inside her opened up, bringing with it a hot quivering deep in her belly. She needed to come so badly. She’d never been in such a state of desperation in her life.
    One more sharp flick of his tongue and she could almost come. Almost.
    Exquisite.
    Torture.
    “Jared,” she whispered.
    “Shh.”
    His breath was hot. Burning. Her clit pulsed, a small hammer of desire between her thighs.
    “Please, Jared. I need your mouth on me. I need you to lick me. To suck. Come on…” She couldn’t help but beg him, couldn’t hold it back. And when he shoved his fingers roughly inside her she came in a violent explosion, her pussy pulsing around his fingers, squeezing and wet. The spasms seemed to reach out, spreading over her like wildfire. She swore she came with her entire body—her legs and arms and breasts shimmering with pure pleasure. The heat and the intensity of it left her shaking and weak.
    She raised her head to look at him, and his dark, glittering gaze met hers. “Oh, I’m far from done with you, my girl. I’ve barely gotten started. Lay back.”
    She watched him run his tongue over his lips before she obeyed.
    Then he was leaning over her, his mouth pressing to hers for the first time. It was like some sort of epiphany—his soft, soft lips, wet and fragrant with her juices. That it should be like this the first time he kissed her, after he’d made her come with his mouth. Lovely and a little dirty and thrilling as hell. And the man knew what to do with his mouth. His kiss was deep, powerful. Perfect.
    He pulled back.
    “You taste so damn good, Leigh. Lie still. There’s more I need to do to you.”
    Leigh didn’t care what he did to her. She knew it would be good. Her pulse fluttered, and her pussy filled once more. Ready. Ready for anything.
    Jared didn’t disappoint. He got up and undressed quickly while she watched, enjoying the sight of his big body, towering over the bed. His stomach was a tight wall of muscle, leading to a tapered waist and lean hips. When he tore his black boxers off, an impressive erection sprang out. A deliciously thick shaft, the skin a pale gold, darker at the swollen head. Leigh’s inner muscles convulsed again. She bit her lip, waited.
    And while she watched, Jared took his cock in his hand. He held it loosely in his fingers, ran them up and down the length of it.
    “I want you to touch me like this, Leigh. I can’t wait to feel your hands on me. Your lovely mouth.” His face was all raw planes and tense lines, his dark eyes gleaming with lust in the dim afternoon light. His mouth was full and sensual, his lips still damp with her juices, with kissing her.
    She licked her lips, her nerves dancing, her body burning for him. “I want to touch you.”
    “You will. But not yet.”
    He pulled a foil packet from his nightstand and sheathed himself before kneeling on the edge of the bed. This time he explored her with his hands, his fingers diving into the slick heat between her thighs while he held her body down with his other hand on her stomach.
    She loved it. Loved his fingers stroking her cleft,