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as she started to throb beneath his mouth and
around his fingers.
    He had to ease his hips off the bed to relieve the pressure
off his cock and keep himself from coming all over the comforter.
    He went back up onto his knees when her body went limp. Her
pussy tightened around his fingers and she groaned as he pulled out of her. She
was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, lying there breathless with her
legs still spread for him. He was overwhelmed by the sight of her, her face,
neck and chest flushed hot with arousal, a fine sheet of sweat covering her
body and her hair a wild mess of curls.
    He covered her mouth with his and let her taste herself on
his lips, his tongue.
    She moaned a little when he stopped. He waited for those
killer green eyes to drift open before he asked, “That wasn’t so bad, now was
it?”

Chapter Seven
     
    God, she’d never felt so alive. Every single one of her
nerve endings was humming with pleasure and she was close to either laughing
hysterically or weeping with joy.
    Lips close to her ear, Ben said, “Tell me why you were so
afraid of that.”
    Rachel cooled instantly.
    “Not here,” she whispered, blushing. She could barely look
him in the eye. “This isn’t the place.”
    A little frown twitched between his eyebrows, then
disappeared.
    “I think we have more important matters at hand anyhow,” she
said, recovering somewhat as she curled her fingers around his erection.
    The groan that rolled up out of his throat burned like
wildfire through her.
    “Yes.” He shivered as she stroked him. “There’s that.”
    She wet her thumb with the bead of moisture leaking from the
tip and spread it over the hot, swollen head.
    “It’s your turn,” she said, shifting one and then the other
of her legs between his. His eyes went wide. A knowing smile crept over his
gorgeous mouth when he caught on to what she was doing.
    He crawled a couple of feet up the bed as she shifted down
until she was lying between his legs, face-to-face with his glorious cock. She
gripped him, stroking his length, and looked up. Oh, he was watching all right.
With a smile on her face, she stuck her tongue out as far as it would go,
licked the salty slit at the tip. She was rewarded with the long, shuddering
release of his breath.
    She slid her free hand up the back of his thigh to stroke
the smooth, firm skin of his ass as she sucked the head of his cock into her
mouth. The fact that he could—having the advantage of the upper position,
strength and size—at any moment plunge deeper than she was able to take him was
both wildly thrilling and absolutely terrifying.
    She teased and sucked and swirled her tongue until she could
see the muscles of his stomach above her trembling with restraint. She wrapped
her hand around the base of his cock and eased the pressure off his backside,
then sucked him back in. They quickly fell into a rhythm until he was fucking
her mouth, whispering dirty, encouraging things to her, stoking the heat
between her legs as she gradually took more of him farther down her throat.
    But when she dug her nails into his ass and let go of his
cock to cradle his balls, pushing them gently into his body and stroking the
sensitive skin behind them with her fingertips, he suddenly gripped himself and
pulled free.
    She opened her mouth to ask what she’d done wrong, but he
grabbed her under her arms and hauled her back up the bed.
    “I need more,” he panted, opening a nightstand drawer for a
condom. “No…that…you…are amazing.” He laughed breathlessly at her expression as
he tore the wrapper open with his teeth. “I don’t want to come down your
throat.” He sucked a sharp breath through his teeth as he rolled the condom
over himself. “I want to be buried all the way inside you.” He dropped to his
hands over her, kissed hard.
    Her legs automatically came up around him as he stretched
his body over hers.
    “Yes, baby, hold me tight,” he ground out through his
clenched teeth