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don’t you, when I fuck you with my hand?”
    â€œYes!”
    â€œBut you’d love it even more if I really fucked you, wouldn’t you?”
    â€œYes…please, Shaye.”
    â€œThat’s the one thing I won’t do tonight. But I need to know you want it.”
    God, the rough texture of his voice was the sexiest thing she’d ever heard. She ground her hips, impaling herself harder on his fingers.
    â€œHow do you want it, Devin? Tell me,” he demanded.
    â€œI want it hard. I need it.”
    â€œLike this?” He moved his hand so that his thumb pressed onto her swollen clit while he thrust his fingers hard into her.
    â€œYes!”
    Her body trembled, on the brink of orgasm already. When he pinched her nipple painfully she exploded, her climax rocking her body. Shards of pleasure shot through her, blinding hot. She cried out, shivering all over.
    His voice was a ragged whisper. “Jesus, to watch you come, to know I make you come so damn hard…you’re killing me, girl.”
    She could barely take in his words. Didn’t matter, anyway. All that mattered was the rapture of climax after climax, being there with him. She lay across his lap, half out of her head and fighting an inner battle between the sharp, aching desire to please him and the need to stay in control.
    But who the hell was she kidding? There was nothing about tonight that had to do with her being in control. As frightening as that thought was, it felt good too. He was right about that.
    Without really thinking about it she slipped off the sofa, onto her knees on the floor, her hands on his strong thighs. She looked up at him, saw him smile.
    â€œShaye. Let me please you.” Yes, even saying the words to him filled some empty place in her.
    He stroked her cheek with his thumb, trailed down to her mouth and ran the pad of his thumb over her lips. Her tongue darted out to taste him. He moaned softly and pushed his thumb into her mouth. She took it in, sucking gently.
    â€œJesus, Devin.”
    She ran her hands boldly up his denim-clad thighs, loving the solid texture of muscle beneath the fabric. She moved upward until she felt the bulge of his erect cock. He was big. Her sex flooded with wet heat once more. Focusing on him, she unbuckled his leather belt, slipped his zipper down and found he was bare underneath.
    Perfect.
    She pulled his cock out and curled her fingers around the thick shaft. It was like iron in her hand, iron sheathed in silk. And just below the head, the underside of his cock was pierced with a small steel ring.
    The metal piercing his flesh was one of the hottest things she’d ever seen in her life. Beautiful and wicked. Even hotter for some reason when she imagined the pain he must have endured getting the piercing done. Her sex swelled with need.
    Have to have him. In my body, any way I can…
    He dug his fingers into her hair as she lowered her head and took him into her mouth.
    Sweet flesh, so hard, so hot. The ring felt strange in her mouth, strange but wonderful. She could only imagine the sensations that ring would cause if he was inside her. She slid her lips down his shaft, heard his groan of pleasure. She would have smiled if her mouth hadn’t been so completely full.
    With her fingers clasping the base of his cock, she moved up, then down, then up again, sucking, licking, curling her tongue around the heavy head, playing with the metal ring. His hips ground in time with her strokes, the ring sliding over her tongue, his cock plunging deeply into her throat, choking her a little. Her eyes watered, but she wanted to take all of him, wanted to make him feel as good as he’d made her feel tonight.
    She moved faster, sucked hard on the rigid flesh. His breath was a rasping pant. His fingers pulled hard on her hair, hurting a little. But she loved it, wanted the pain, as though, she realized, it cleansed her of any culpability. The pain took away her need