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lower.
    “More, I need more.”
    He stopped kissing, licked his lips and gazed up at her face with pure longing flashing in his eyes. He placed one more gentle kiss on her mouth and then lifted his head to touch the mound of her breast, admiring her before he leaned forward to suck her nipple.
    Tanith wheezed at the intensity of the pleasure pulsating through every pore. “Finally.” Her knees turned to rubber and she grabbed the arm of the sofa.
    Brent didn’t slow his pleasuring assault. He licked and nibbled while his hand made figure eights from hipbone to hipbone with a slow, light motion. Each time he traced the path, his hand went lower. When his fingers finally reached her triangle, she could stand it no more.
    “Please, Brent…”
    Before she finished her sentence, Brent pressed his thumb against her button while his index finger plunged into her. She climaxed instantly.
    “Brent. Oh, God.”
    He held her tightly. His fingers kept pressing.
    Her orgasm continued. “Ah, Ah, Ahhhh!”
    It took several seconds for the pyrotechnics to subside. When she could focus again, she looked at Brent. Without saying a word, he pushed her further into the couch and knelt on the floor. Pressing his tongue into her navel, he re-ignited her lust. She felt his stiffness against her calf. It didn’t seem possible, but he felt larger.
    His mouth followed the path of his finger. He teased her thighs with the tip of his tongue. A second wave of desire flooded her.
    “You smell good,” he murmured, his breath caressing her as he traced the line where leg met pelvis. She wanted more than his fingers. She wanted his tongue. She wanted him inside her. She wanted him period.
    As if reading her mind, he spread her legs wider and his tongue began to explore her, taste her. She moaned with pleasure so pure it seemed ethereal.
    Her only conscious thought was that Brent wasn’t the man from her dream. He was better. So much better.
    Tanith pinched her wrist to make sure she hadn’t fallen asleep. The little bit of pain convinced her. She entangled her fingers in his dark hair and held on for dear life.
    She tried to raise herself out of her slumped position, but he spread her legs wider and pulled her hips closer. She fell back into the sofa.
    His magical tongue kept darting and suckling. He was beyond talented.
    Still, she wanted more. “Brent, I need you. Inside me. Now.”
    He kept licking. Unable to control her needy body, Tanith lifted her hips and pushing her body against his face. He lapped at her vulva, alternating between thrusting his tongue and blowing on her engorged button. She whimpered, wrapped her legs tighter around his neck.
    “Brent!”
    Her muscles went rigid. The orgasm rammed through her body. The world exploded into a million glorious fragments. Every joy she’d ever imagined pummeled through her with unrelenting intensity. This man’s tongue was the book of magic.
    He thrust his tongue into her one last time. Then he pushed two fingers deep into her.
    “Brent!” She screamed his name again, oblivious to everything else as her contractions gripped and released his fingers.

Chapter Nine
    Brent ran his hands over Tanith’s shapely hips as his eyes focused on the woman beneath him. He felt awed, transported to another world. A million songs formed in his mind, all glorious but none as remarkable as the responsive female in his arms. Only the painful throbbing of his groan confirmed he remained on earth.
    She panted. Short, ragged breaths escaped her beautiful lips as her body shook with spasms. Giving her pleasure touched him on a primitive level. His brain wanted to give her a moment to regain her equilibrium, but his brain no longer maintained control.
    “My turn.” He pulled her to her feet and led her to the arm of the couch. He positioned her so her knees were on the arm of the sofa. Then he pushed her stomach onto the cushions and lifted her hips into the air.
    The woman had a glorious ass. He placed