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to rub as much of her body against his as she could. “Did you
not hear what I just said?”
    “Oh I heard you. You feel good though.” She pressed her body
against his again. “If you want me to stop, you’re going to have to make me.”
    He dropped his lips down to her breast and pulled the nipple
into his mouth. The move had the desired effect as her whole body went taut and
she moaned softly. Before she could regroup and launch another assault on his
control, he made his way over to her other breast, making sure to leave a
smattering of kisses across her skin on his way. As his mouth closed over her
other nipple he captured the first breast in the palm of his hand and began
massaging it.
    Her throaty moan went straight to his groin and made his
already hard cock pulse painfully. But he ignored his own condition in favor of
stoking her desire to new heights. He released her wrists and she immediately
buried her fingers in his hair but she didn’t try to stop him as he nibbled and
licked his way down her body. She didn’t wear perfume or expensive lotions but
the light scent of water and soap mixed with a hint of smoke that clung to her
had an intoxicating edge to it.
    When he reached her hip, he nipped her lightly. She tugged
at his hair and rolled her hips in reaction as her skin broke out in goose
bumps. But his goal lay just inches away. He wouldn’t let her distract him.
Grasping her hips with his palms, he tilted her so he could admire the soft,
pink skin of her bared sex. Her folds were slick with need and plump with
desire. The sight was so breathtaking he could stare at her for hours. But
staring wouldn’t get him what he really wanted. He looked up to catch her
attention before lowering his mouth to her center. She gasped as he slid his
tongue over her clit but kept her thighs spread for him.
    He ran his tongue over her again but he kept the pace slow
and the pressure light. He didn’t want to sprint to the finish. Every second of
torment served to push them both higher. She whimpered as he rolled his tongue
over her clit and then spread her thighs farther.
    “Please,” she panted. “I need more.”
    He wouldn’t give her the release she sought—not yet, at
least—but he did take the invitation to push one of his fingers into her warm,
slick pussy. She tightened her inner muscles around him and the sensation made
him groan. He could too easily imagine how wonderful it’d feel when those
muscles clutched his cock.
    He crooked his finger so he could rub the top of her channel
in search of the sensitive spot that hid there. She gasped as he passed over it
the first time. The second time he sought it out, he sucked on her clit at the
same time. She tightened her hold on the back of his head and groaned loudly
but still didn’t crest. She teetered on the cusp of orgasm and he planned on
keeping her there as long as possible. His own erection was becoming more
difficult to ignore though. Especially since her spicy musk surrounded him.
With every breath he brought her scent into his lungs and with every swipe of
his tongue, he took away more of her addictive flavor.
    He added another finger to the first and then pumped them
into her at an agonizingly slow rhythm as he lapped up more of her essence.
When she pulled his hair sharply, the last of his control slipped. “Condom?”
The word was husky and rough as it left him.
    “Nightstand drawer.”
    It only took a moment to find the protection and to sheathe
himself. He then thrust into her. Her body was tight and hot as her muscles
clamped around him. He’d taken them both too close to the brink and he couldn’t
hold back any longer. He pulled almost all the way out of her before thrusting
into her again as he leaned down to lick one of her pebbled nipples. She arched
her back in encouragement and ran her nails down his sides. Her thighs trembled
against his hips and her breathing was harsh and shallow. Bracing himself on
one elbow, he pushed his free