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her juices. “Keep your eyes on mine.” Again his nimble tongue connected with her clit, drawing a series of figure eights.
    Blood rushed to the swollen membranes as that elusive point pulsed. The steel bar dug into her lower back as her legs tensed, her nipples beaded, a zing of white-hot heat shot straight to her core.
    When the vibrations started, Billy trained his eyes on her face, and his callused fingers tweaked her nipple.
    Eden moaned as orgasm number two flooded her. She watched Billy’s heavy-lidded eyes as the climax he’d wrought emblazoned a mark on her.
    The delicious throbbing slowed. Stopped. He scattered kisses along the tops of her thighs. Replete, she flopped back on the hard bench with a gusty sigh.
    Billy’s mouth meandered up her torso, tasting the dips and valleys of her sated flesh until he reached her lips. His gentle breath swept her mouth open and his tongue plunged inside, sharing his heat and her musky tang. He lifted her from the bench and settled her on the yoga mat.
    Eden stretched, coiling around him with the languor of a sun-warmed snake. After endless, glorious minutes of Billy’s loving caresses and reverent touches, he pulled away. She opened her eyes lazily. “What?”
    “You are amazing.”
    “But I haven’t done anything besides let you have your wicked way with me.”
    Smiling, he twined a damp curl around his finger. “Would you believe me if I said that was my biggest fantasy?”
    “No.” To prove her point, she slid a bare thigh up his leg until it connected with the hard ridge of his erection. “I’d say my biggest fantasy involves ripping those pants to shreds.” She reached for the zipper, but he blocked her move. A warning flashed in the back of her mind.
    “Before you scorch my hair with that dirty look, I’m not going anywhere.” Billy pinned her arms above her head. “Leave them there.”
    “Why?”
    “Because you haven’t called mercy yet.” His wicked mouth wended between her aching breasts. He lapped at the generous curves until she writhed beneath him. He coated his middle finger with her juices, slipping it down to rest on the rosy bloom of her anus.
    She froze, half in fear, half in excitement, automatically contracting that muscle.
    “Has any man ever fucked you here?”
    “No.”
    He looked her square in the eye, his questing finger stayed in place. “Since I blew taking your virginity ten years ago, will you let me take this one? Let me be the first man to put my cock in your ass?”
    Eden’s mouth went as dry as the Badlands. She’d been curious about that particular act, but hadn’t trusted other lovers to initiate her into the dark pleasure of anal sex. But Billy had figured out her secret desire and offered to make it come true.
    She nodded.
    Billy growled, clamped his lips to hers, snaring her attention in a drawn out, tongue numbing kiss. Her body arched closer to his, lost in passion flaring between them.
    When he finally, slowly breached that untried area, the sensation was so acute she gasped in his mouth.
    He steadily pumped his finger, and slid his thumb into her slit, wiggling it inside her. “Tighten your pussy muscles. Now.”
    Right when Eden squeezed, Billy pressed his thumb and his middle finger together, so she felt him stroking both walls.
    “Oh. My. God.”
    “Wild, huh?”
    “Yeah. Is that sort of what it’d feel like to have…”
    His eyes glittered. “Tell me. To have what?”
    “To be filled in both places at one time.”
    “Would you like to try that? Have a cock in your cunt and another one in your ass? At the same time?”
    “Uh. Yeah.”
    “Real? Or a facsimile?”
    “Both.”
    Billy kissed her, not a hard punishing kiss, but softly. Sweetly. He whispered, “Where is your vibrator?”
    She went utterly still. “W-w-what?”
    “Your vibrator.” His hand slipped over her sweat-slickened belly to the thatch of curls and stroked her clit. “Don’t play coy. You told me you don’t need a man to