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to bewitch her with his
kisses, she shuffled her feet, easing him down the hall. Lights sensed their
movements and spontaneously grew brighter with each of their steps. When they
came to a stop before her bedroom she forgot about the sensor. As he pressed
her hard against the door, it swung open, throwing both of them forward. In
less than a heartbeat, he shifted his large frame, taking the brunt of the
fall.
    With an “ ugh ”, she landed atop him
and started to giggle. It felt good to laugh.
    “You think that’s funny?” The smallest hint
of a smile touched his mouth, that deep dimple in his right cheek more charming
than ever.
    “I wasn’t thinking at all,” she admitted.
Who could think being kissed like that?
    Without waiting for the sensor to
reactivate, he caught the corner of the door with his foot and shoved, closing
it with a bang. As he rolled her over, a cry of surprise squeezed from her
lips. His large body hovered over hers.
    With deft fingers he plucked the clasp of
her bra and it came loose. “I’ll give you something to think about.” The way
his gaze swept across her upper body made her womb clench. “You have gorgeous
breasts.” Slowly, he smoothed his thumbs over each nipple while he kneaded her
fullness. “Firm, but soft.” When he lowered his head, anticipation arched her
back off the carpeted floor. He licked lazy circles around the already hardened
peaks. “And tasty too.” Then he took an aching nub into his mouth.
    Hot. Moist. And so arousing.
    Gia closed her eyes, arching farther into him.
    “Yes,” she hissed.
    Long, sensuous pulls on her nipples were
followed by incredible suction. When he scraped his teeth over her tender
flesh, teasing strings of pleasure shot straight to her pussy. Moisture
dampened her thong.
    A throaty groan surfaced from deep inside
her. “God. Yes.” Weaving her fingers through his hair, she held him to her
breast, cradling his head.
    “Mmmm.” The delicious sound he made
vibrated against her skin, prickling the flesh across her arms.
    One hand cupping the globe he fondled, his
other hand glided up her thigh, slipping between their bodies toward the
activation button of her jeans. Her zipper fell in a quiet hush. When his hand
slid beneath her thong, touching bare skin, she raised her hips to push into
his palm, needing what he offered.
    “Are you ready for me?” His fingertips
grazed the juncture of her thighs until he stroked the moist folds of her
pussy. “Wet?”
    Heat radiated from his touch, a flickering
flame. As he pressed a single finger against her clit, a moan escaped her, soft
and needy. She liked where this was heading. Her inner muscles tightened and
more desire released as he continued downward to caress the length of her
before a finger disappeared inside her.
    The single dimple in his right cheek
deepened. “You are wet. Hot too.”
    And getting wetter with the sensual caress
of his voice. Not to mention the stroke of his hand.
    Another finger joined the first. Again and
again, he worked them slowly in and out. Gia closed her eyes and let the heated
sensation roll over her. His touch was sinful, plunging into her slick depths.
    “Look at me,” he growled.
    Her eyelids rose to the intensity of his
gaze.
    “I want you to see who is touching you.”
    Marc removed his hand and grasped the
waistband of her pants. In one fluid motion, he yanked her jeans and thong from
her hips and down her legs. With a flick of his wrist, he tossed the clothes
aside. Bending her knees in front of her, he slowly spread them wide, baring
her for his pleasure. Cool air stroked her wetness. The carved, sensual lines
of his mouth tipped into a grin of male satisfaction, sending a shudder through
her.
    “You’re amazing.” He pressed his thumb down
relentlessly on her aching clit.
    Her mouth parted on a moan. If felt so
good. She raised her hips, wanting the pressure to deepen.
    When he slapped the engorged bud hard with
two fingers, Gia nearly came off

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