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grip. His touch was rife with pleasure . . . and a hint of pain. The sting of it ignited her, zinging firethrough her belly, straight between her legs. Lord, what else would he do to her?
    As if he could read her thoughts, he reached around him to the bedside table. Puzzled, Kerry watched as he swiped the jelly off the corner of the toast she’d brought earlier. He rubbed it onto her breast, over her nipple. The cool sensation jolted her with a fresh jab of desire. Swallowing, Kerry knew what would come next, knew, and wanted it more than her next breath.
    But no imagining or remembrance prepared her for his hot mouth covering her nipple, tongue swirling, teeth nipping, lips suckling, until Kerry thought she’d come out of her skin with pleasure. She gasped, thrashing on the bed as her arousal climbed to dizzying heights.
    He reached around for another swipe of jelly, applying it to her other breast.
    “Yes!” she shouted at the feel of his mouth on her freshly coated nipple.
    In answer, he merely groaned, sending delicious vibrations through her body. She felt so tightly strung, so in need of release.
    “You want to come?” he murmured into the valley between her breasts, dusting kisses on her abdomen.
    Kerry hesitated, watching him. Did she answer yes, say she wanted to come more than anything? She wanted to, but had no experience with this kind of thing. Would he think her too brazen if she admitted aloud how much she wanted an orgasm?
    “Don’t be afraid to say what you want,” he whispered, as if he understood her hesitation. Then he laved her nipple with his tongue. “Tell me everything you want. I want to give it to you.”
    As his voice dropped to a wicked rasp, the fire in her belly raged hotter at his words. His teeth gently teased her nipple, his palm skimming the surface of her belly and hip. Pleasure burst and spread until she could hardly breathe.
    “Yes,” she admitted raggedly as he sucked her nipple into his mouth again. “But . . . but I—oh, that feels good . . .”
    He chuckled. “You were saying?”
    “I thought . . .” Kerry tried to gather her thoughts in the face of such enormous pleasure. “I should be auditioning for you, not the other way around.”
    Lifting his head for a moment, Rafe smiled with both mirth and warmth. “You are.”
    “What?” she breathed.
    His smile turned downright sinful. “I want to know that you can come for me. Readily and loudly. Half my pleasure is in feeling yours.”
    Before Kerry could reply, Rafe lowered his head again, and the delicious rasp of his tongue over the sensitive curve of her breast coiled the desire inside her even tighter.
    “Shouldn’t I be—Lord, I can’t think when . . . when you do that,” she stammered.
    “So don’t think.”
    Fighting the mounting confusion and desire, Kerry thrashed her head from side to side. “I should be arousing you.”
    “Oh, you are. I can’t wait to hear you scream.” Rafe kissed a path up to her neck, nibbling until he sent shivers down her spine. “Grab the headboard.”
    Kerry surrendered, a thousand erotic images swirling in her head. Before she could question his demand, he yanked on the ties of her little panties and tossed the black wisp of fabric to the ground. She was still gasping as he took another dollop of jam from the toast. Their eyes met, the jolt shaking her all the way to the soles of her feet.
    With a very naughty grin, Rafe eased to the end of the bed, nudged her thighs apart with his shoulders, and dabbed the cool jam directly on her clitoris. Would he really . . . ?
    “Wait, Rafe—Ohmigod!”
    The sensation of his hot mouth around the sensitive button, tongue toying with it, then delving inside her . . . words couldn’t describe. Kerry’s brain shut down entirely. Sensation flooded in a hot, wet rush. The swelling, the moisture gathering, his talented mouth everywhere.
    He eased his finger inside her, filling her with wicked delight. Seconds