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tongue up his abdomen, a wet swipe that seared a trail of liquid heat across his skin. Lifting her head, she pressed her lips over his nipple and sucked. His fingers tightened around her skull and moved her mouth over him, showing her what he wanted, what he craved. She glanced up at him, eyes shimmering with heat, and gave his nipple a sharp little bite. Lust gripped his cock. His hands tightened before slipping free of her hair.
    Kneeling, Gabe slid his fingers inside the barely there scrap of lace at the juncture of her thighs and peeled it down, revealing a strawberry shaped freckle just above the small patch of dark curls. His balls tightened. He had to get his mouth on her and soon. Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss to the freckle.
    It’s true what they said about the little things in life that made you happy, and at this moment, with the rich heady scent of aroused woman filling his nostrils, he was a very happy man indeed.
    As much as he hated it, the shoes had to go. His fantasy of sinking into her with those sinful heels clamped over his ass wasn’t going to hold up with what he had in mind for her at the moment. Lifting one foot, then the other, Gabe worked the buckles free, slid her shoes off, and set them aside. He skimmed his hand over the curve of her calf, hooked it under her knee, and draped it over his shoulder. The smooth silk of her thigh highs was an erotic contrast to the soft, tanned flesh of her inner thighs. He nudged her knee to the side with his cheek, pressing a soft kiss there. Yeah, he’d give up the shoes for this. Her pussy glistened, tempting and wet. Her clit beckoned and teased… taste me. His mouth watered in anticipation.
    He glanced up, found her watching him with languid eyes. Her breasts rose and fell with each erratic breath.
    “Do you know how you feel against my fingers?” He gently grazed the back of his fingers over her silky flesh. “Soft and wet.” He dragged his finger along her folds. “Will you be juicy and sweet against my tongue?”
    Her breath rushed out, a shuddering sigh. Slowly, she tilted her hips. “Taste me and see.”
    With a groan, Gabe dipped his head and licked her, catching her sweet nectar on his tongue. A moan of sheer pleasure ripped from Beth’s throat. She braced one hand on his shoulder, fisted the fingers of the other in his hair and held him there between her trembling thighs.
    He flattened his tongue and licked her again, bottom to top, increasing the pressure when he reached the bundle of nerves above her clit.
    “Ah! Gabe…I…”
    “I know, baby. I know.” Hooking one arm over the thigh now locked over his shoulder, Gabe slid his thumb through the dampened curls and rubbed it over her hood, coaxing her clit from hiding. He flicked it with the firm tip of his tongue, pulled it between his lips and gave it quick, sucking kisses.
    When she threw her head back, poised on the edge, he trapped the taut pearl between his teeth for one gentle, dragging nip. She came against his mouth, strong spasms that caused her legs to tremble and his cock to weep. Getting inside her became his prime objective.
    He eased her onto the bed and pushed her knees up and open. Her pussy continued to clench, erotically framed by the dark stockings.
    “So damn beautiful.” He quickly stripped off his jeans and briefs and kicked them to the side. Rising up and over her, Gabe braced his weight on one arm and gripped his cock. He dragged the head through her slit, wetting the tip with her juice, shuddering as the contact caused her pussy to contract against him. She was the most responsive woman he’d ever been with, slick and warm and ready, lifting her pelvis upward in pleading invitation, and he was damn well ready to RSVP. He pressed in and watched her stretch to accept him.
    Then sanity prevailed.
    “Fuck!”
    “Yes!”
    “Condom,” he gritted, and pulled back.
    “No.” She brought her arms up, ran them down his back, clamped her hands on his ass and held