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and ten times
as hard to predict.
    Shut up, Thomas
. It was her mind imagining what the monk would be saying to her
now, but the recollection was so strong she could almost believe he might be
standing here, watching them with amusement. She'd no wish for a third party at
the moment.
    Jacob worked his hand beneath
the skirt, hooked her panties, pulling the crotch aside so he could lick and
nuzzle her flesh. She sucked in a breath, moved against him. Shoved actually,
pressing her wet heat into his mouth, his nose and chin, unable to prevent
undulating against the friction of that soft beard. It and the tickle of the
moustache were a rough contrast to the moist texture of his mouth, his invading
tongue.
    Ah, gods… deep inside of her. He
plunged, working her, his lips moving on the outside while that tongue thrust,
caressed.
    Jacob Green. I give you
Jacob
…
    He knew her clit better than her
own fingers, alternating light butterfly touches of his upper lip against it
with the rougher abrasion of his moustache, even as he sealed his whole mouth
over her, brought his tongue out to play with her clit before delving in again,
fucking her with his mouth in a way that made her think of that big cock
prominently outlined in those indecent hose plunging into her cunt, stretching
her.
    The orgasm detonated in her body
as if he'd tripped mines strategically placed at every erogenous point. Her
breasts, her lower abdomen, her arched throat, her brain, heart, soul. Even in
the soles of her feet, pressed hard against the taut skin of his back, her toes
curled into him. Everything screamed with the release so that she had to bite
down on her tongue to prevent her vocal cords from doing the same.
    Even so, a long moan broke from
her, a quiet, broken sound that almost sounded… pleading.
    More, more, more… If I could
just be lost like this for a decade, forget everything that's happened
…
    She wanted to ride that furious
wave far out into the ocean so when it melted back into the sea, she'd be left
in a place of quiet peace and wild beauty, where nothing was required but
simple existence.
    He made it easy to imagine such
a resting place. As she forced herself to come down in convulsive shudders, her
body jerking, he overlooked nothing. He kept going, slowly suckling her sex,
alternating with teasing licks, nursing her through the aftershocks and then
cleaning her with his mouth, making sure he took every drop of her juice before
he gently pulled the crotch of her panties back in place, kissing her over top
of them in a way that made her close her eyes, shudder again. Even then he
didn't just pull away and leave her immediately without the close heat of his
presence. His mouth drifted back over her thigh, down toward her knee as his
hands followed the same path, straightening her skirt as he came from beneath
it.
    She couldn't let herself get so
far offshore. Off balance. She had to regain control. This was happening too
fast. This wasn't a dinner she'd picked up in a bar.
    "Keep your head bowed.
Don't look at me."
    She could tell the quick snap of
the command startled him as his head began to rise. But she didn't want him to
see her in this half-reclined pose, her legs open to him as a woman would with
her lover, showing him how he'd taken her to a boneless aftermath.
    "Did I not please you, my
lady?" He obeyed her, though she noted the tension in his shoulders, the
splay of his fingers taut on his thighs as he dropped out of the squat onto his
knees. He kept his spine straight and shoulders back even as he bowed his head.
A warrior being deferential to his queen, but not necessarily submissive. She
was aware of the difference, and it confirmed what she'd sensed. Thomas had
taught him the proper motions, but Jacob did not truly understand what it
meant. Only she could teach him that,
If she
accepted him.
    A human servant could be a lover
when she wanted one, someone who met her needs large and small. This man,
physically powerful by