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game. She wasn’t trying to wind me up, she was trying to work up the nerve to continue what she’d already begun.
    Resting my weight on one arm, I reached between us and closed my hand over hers. She let me guide her into just the right rhythm, and when my breath caught, when I shuddered, she took over, squeezing a little harder and moving a little faster.
    That’s right. That’s the woman I know. Oh, fucking hell …
    “God, yes, just like that,” I breathed.
    “Like that?”
    Closing my eyes, I moaned something that hopefully came across as a “yes.”
    Our lips were nearly touching, and I felt more than heard her murmur, “Get on your back.”
    Though I loved what she was doing, hell if I was going to argue with that request. Together we rolled over, and I shivered when she pinned my arms to the bed. She kissed me hard, her tongue demanding access to my mouth. I opened and closed my fists, but she kept me pinned down. We both knew I could have overpowered her and freed my arms if I’d wanted to, but I didn’t. I wouldn’t.
    After a moment, she pushed herself up and looked down at me, wetting her lips. “I want—” She stopped abruptly.
    “Tell me,” I whispered.
    She bit her lip, wavering between bold and tentative. Then she took a breath, looked me in the eye, and blurted out, “I want to suck your cock.” As soon as the words were out, she looked away and her cheeks colored.
    “Is that really what you want?” I asked.
    Still avoiding my eyes, she nodded.
    “Look at me, Meredith,” I said softly.
    With much effort, she did, concerned creases forming between her eyebrows. I wondered what she thought I would do or say. If she was worried because she’d expressed her own desire to do something, or if she was just embarrassed at having said it. What’s going on in that haunted mind of yours, baby ?
    I pulled one arm free and reached for her face. I half-expected her to flinch away from my touch, but when she didn’t, I gently drew her down to me.
    “If that’s what you want,” I said, my lips brushing hers, “I’m not going to stop you.”
    To my great relief, she laughed. So did I, and the tension melted away.
    “Well,” she said, “I suppose I’ve never known you to turn down a blowjob.”
    I grinned. “Did you think I’d start now?”
    “Absolutely not.” She sat up. Then she swallowed hard. “This may sound weird, but while I’m…” Her gaze darted toward my cock, then met my eyes again. “Would you mind keeping your hands up here? Like, on the headboard?”
    I glanced up at the headboard slats, then looked at her with raised eyebrows. “If that’s what you want, yeah, I can do that.”
    She nodded. “Thank you.”
    “Can I ask why?”
    “Do I have to explain it?”
    I swallowed. I could read between the lines well enough, and asking me to keep my hands on the headboard wasn’t exactly the strangest thing anyone had ever asked me to do.
    I smiled and reached up to grab on to the slats. “You don’t have to explain anything.”
    She bit her lip, sending an uncertain look toward my hands. “You won’t let go?”
    “Do you trust me?”
    “Of course.” Another glance at my hands.
    “Would you be more comfortable if I let you cuff me to the bed?”
    She laughed quietly. “Are you serious?”
    I shrugged. “Whatever makes you comfortable, babe.”
    Her laughter faded. “I don’t think cuffs will be necessary.”
    “You trust me, then?”
    She looked me in the eye. “Yes, I do.” She kissed me, trailing her fingertips along the underside of my erection.
    I shivered. “If you’re going to touch me like that, I am all yours.”
    Something flickered across her expression, something there and gone too quickly for me to be sure it was ever there at all. Before I could ask, she shot me a devilish grin, kissed me quickly, then moved down by my hips. No long trail of kisses until she got to my cock, she was going straight for it.
    Oh, hell yes . I closed my eyes.