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the bed and leaned over. Her arms and legs remained tight around him.
    â€œHoney, you need to release me.”
    She hesitated for only a second. His hard, warm body felt so good pressed against her hers, but she wanted more, wanted to show what she could do for him.
    â€œOh. Okay. You’re the boss.” In a smooth move, she dropped to the bed and slipped her hand behind his waistband as she unsnapped and unzipped his pants with the other. Using both hands, she double-fisted his cock and worked a few strokes. Then her mouth covered the moist tip and enveloped him in one long, strong draw.
    â€œChrist, Marie.” The long groan signaled his pleasure.
    His fingers gripped her head as he pulled out of her mouth. Once he released his hold, she returned to lick her way to his balls and suck in one tight orb.
    â€œNo!”
    He clasped two handfuls of hair next to her scalp and dragged her up his body without hurting her. Maybe the sensation of her body rubbing along his rock-hard one masked any pain, but she liked how his hands then cupped her ass and maneuvered her across the bed.
    He pushed her jeans and panties to her ankles. His mouth covered her where she throbbed. His tongue showed a talent she never imagined. Each lick drew a moan from her. Electricity tingled and danced from his expert finesse and shot through the bundle of nerves he played with.
    She lifted her knees to dig her heels into the mattress as she arched her back, rhythmically thrusting her groin against his mouth. Tiny shudders travelled up her torso and down her legs with each tug of his lips and teeth. Her hands gripped and released the covers beneath her.
    He appeared to be enjoying every texture and taste he pulled from her. Long and short strokes built higher flames until he jammed two fingers into her wet heat. She screamed as she shook the bed with her release.
    Her hands stilled. When she reached for him again, he stopped her by clasping her wrists in one hand.
    â€œDon’t.” His voice sounded strained as he wiped his chin on his sleeve. “Do you feel better?”
    To call her confused would be an understatement. He refused her touch. She wanted to help him find release too. What was he trying to prove?
    R yker wanted to sink into her again. His body shook from the need to climax. He couldn’t resist looking at her. Her flushed face and wanton position with legs spread wide and the apex moist from his attention tempted him to return. If not for the feeling he was using her for his own perverted reasons, he’d sink back into her. He never wanted to take advantage of her.
    Instead, he pushed away and stood as he tossed the comforter over her. After a deep breath and with as much dignity as he could muster, he shoved his stiff cock back into his pants and tenderly zipped up.
    â€œIf you need me again tonight, dial one on the phone next to the bed—it’ll ring in my room.”
    He reached the door and stopped when she said, “I remember my first night at Main Sector. I saw what Master made you do in front of him and the thing he made you do to him. What we just did tonight and the other night has nothing to do with him. Nothing to do with the past. It’s time we moved on, Ryker.”
    She needed to forget that part of their lives. He sure as hell wanted to forget. So why couldn’t he? That young man no longer existed. He looked over his shoulder, unable to resist drinking in every beautiful inch of her one more time. Too bad. She’d wrapped the comforter around her and sat up.
    â€œYou don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said.
    â€œKeep telling yourself that. I know you better than anyone. Maybe even yourself. Drug or no drug, I still want you.” The material dropped, and he caught a flash of the soft flesh he already wanted to run his tongue across again as she moved underneath the sheets. “I’ll accept your help in keeping the drug under control, but I