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back of her throat. Marley moaned and pushed down on him, taking as much of him as she could, swallowing until she had drained the last from him.
    With legs weakened by the powerful orgasm, Grayson stumbled back against the desk. He braced himself there as he tucked his cock back into his jeans and zipped up. Marley was sitting back on her heels, looking up at him with brilliant eyes.
    “Do you want your treat now, baby?”
    “Yes, please.”
    Reaching for the box, he opened it and grabbed a fork. He dipped it in through the crust, scooping up gooey chocolate with it. Then he was offering it to her, smiling when she opened her mouth. His cock twitched with renewed interest as she closed her eyes and moaned around the decadent dessert. He watched as she moaned, licking her lips, chewing until she swallowed. Four more forkfuls followed. The throbbing length of his cock told him just how excited he was by feeding her in this manner. It was something he was going to have to share with Roarke. They could take turns feeding their beauty.
    When Marley pulled back from another mouthful and shook her head, he knew she’d had enough. Taking her shoulders in his hands he lifted her to her feet, steadying her until she could stand on her own.
    “Thank you,” Grayson whispered, lowering his head so he could kiss her softly. Her lips clung to his as she came up onto her toes. It was another good sign, one he could barely wait to tell Roarke about.
    Turning her around, he removed the handcuffs and tucked them back into the pouch, then gently rubbed her wrists.
    “I won’t be able to think about anything else the rest of the day.” Grayson kissed her again, wanting nothing more than to undress her, call Roarke, and then take turns making love to their woman until she agreed to be theirs. As it was, he had the feeling they still had to take this nice and slow, despite what had just taken place between the two of them. He didn’t want to frighten her. His phone rang, causing him to grimace. “I have to go. I’ll come see you later.”
    Marley nodded even as he answered his phone. Grayson caressed the side of her face one last time before he left the office. It wasn’t until he was out on the sidewalk that he realized she hadn’t spoken.
    When she did, would she still be as receptive? Or would she tell him she never wanted to see him again? Grayson decided he would bring a small chocolate treat to tempt the right answer out of her.
     
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    Marley stared at the doorway Grayson had just walked through. A sense of disbelief was washing over her. Had she really just given the very first blow job of her life to the town’s sheriff, and for chocolate?
    Heat flooded her body as she replayed the sexy scene in her mind. She hadn’t come. She had pushed it back so she could concentrate on giving the tall, handsome man all the pleasure she could. She hadn’t wanted to screw it up. What if the man realized she had never given a blow job before? Maybe he hadn’t. But maybe he had and just didn’t want to hurt her feelings. Then again, he was a man. Men liked to have their dicks sucked, didn’t they? What was there to not like about it? All that was involved was a dick, a mouth, and a little tongue. It wasn’t rocket science, so how could she possibly screw it up? And he was a man, she thought again. They didn’t need much to get them excited. That’s how companies sold men cars. They showed them a big, shiny object, men drooled, men bought. Simple. So, pleasing a man with a blow job, even if it was a first for her, couldn’t possibly require that much skill. And she hadn’t bitten him. She had been very careful with her teeth. She wasn’t an idiot, after all.
    Frowning, Marley thought over the reactions she had seen on his face. By what she saw it had appeared she was doing everything right, that he had liked the way her tongue and mouth had worked his cock.
    A smile curved her mouth. She liked the taste of him. Salty,