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    He eased her down from the peak, turning his hard licks and nibbles to softer strokes, not wanting her to come just yet. He soothed her with soft flickers that didn’t do anything except arouse and tease. Only when he was sure she’d lost that edge did he begin again, nuzzling her with his nose, inhaling her feminine scent, and sliding his tongue into her hot, wet channel.
    Her hips began to buck beneath him, and he fucked her this way, tormenting her and again bringing her higher and higher with his mouth.
    “God, Scott, please, I need to come.” She arched and pushed herself up against his lips, her pleading voice so sweet to his ears, he was ready to give her what she needed.
    He licked his way to her clit, easing up one side, then down the other. Her thighs trembled, and her entire body drew taut and poised. He flattened his tongue over the tiny bud at the same time he slid one long finger inside her.
    “Yes, so close, so, so…” Her words were nearly incoherent, and he hooked his finger forward, gliding the pad along her inner walls, hoping to hit just the right spot.
    She screamed and shattered around his finger, her pussy contracting in deep, damp spasms, as she ground herself against him to ride out the assault.
    Damn, but the sound of her coming, the feel of her suctioning his finger had his balls drawn up painfully tight. When he was certain she’d finished, he rubbed his mouth along her thigh, and she collapsed against the mattress.
    He opened her drawer, found a condom, and sheathed himself in record time. He stood over her, hands on her thighs.
    Heavy-lidded eyes looked up at him, a satisfied expression on her face that made him damn proud.
    “You still with me, baby?”
    Was she still with him? Barely, Meg thought, her body still spasming with delicious aftershocks. She managed a small nod, then took a second to study his too-handsome face, the sexy mouth that had just taken her to heaven, and the hard set of his jaw, so at odds with the caring man who’d been here for her earlier. She didn’t know how she’d be up for anything, but she wanted to please him too.
    He poised himself at her entrance. “You’re so fucking amazing,” he said, his words tugging at emotions she was having little success tamping down.
    He slid into her slowly, letting her become accustomed to him, first the tip, then, inch by excruciatingly slow inch, the rest of his length. There was no need to take it easy. Her body opened for him, just as she feared her heart could do, easily and gladly, taking him inside. He aroused nerve endings she’d thought had passed out from his earlier onslaught.
    Warmth spread through her veins, and a quickening began deep inside her, sending out delicious tingles to the rest of her system. He pulled out and thrust in on a slow, exquisite glide. She arched her back and tried to suck him in farther. He groaned and picked up rhythm, and so did her body, another orgasm shockingly not too far out of reach.
    He leaned over and braced his arms on either side of her head, his gaze hot and steady on hers. “Feel me, baby?” he asked on a hard plunge that took him deep.
    “Yes,” she moaned, and he began to pound into her in earnest.
    She arched against him, which had the effect of rubbing her clit against his hair-roughened skin. She whimpered, shocked by the needy sound, but it felt so good she couldn’t breathe. She closed her eyes and focused on the sensations pummeling at her from inside and out. Lights and flashes sparkled behind her eyelids as another orgasm loomed closer.
    “That’s it, let it build,” he said thickly. Every time their bodies crashed together, he ground his hips and pelvis harder against her sex.
    Her entire body was on fire as he rocked into her, their joined bodies doing the work, taking her higher than she’d ever been before. The tremors didn’t start small; they washed over her in a tidal wave of bliss. Nothing had ever felt so perfect or right.
    He thrust