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an answering wave rose from him as she ground against him.
    His cock stirred inside her. Her heart quickened and she moved her hips, savoring the exquisite feel of her clit rubbing him, while he again filled her, stretching her to her limit. Their recent encounter seemed to have done nothing to lessen his virility.
    He broke the kiss to stare at her in wonder. “Look what you’re doing to me. I can’t seem to get enough of you. What kind of woman are you that you can arouse a man so quickly after draining him?”
    “Right now I’d say I’m an insatiable one, and, like I said, I always get what I want.”
    She’d had this reaction from men before, but it was her own answering hunger that surprised her. She had been uncustomarily sapped just moments before. That he could stir this intense response in her again so quickly was somehow significant.
    With Mason it seemed she wasn’t completely in control. She delved her fingers into his hair and rocked against him, eliciting a sharp intake of breath on his part as he gripped her hips and settled once more into a steady rhythm with her.
     
    T HE SOUND OF A CHIME filtered to Mason through a sleep-filled haze. He came awake slowly, increasingly aware of the warm weight pressed to his side. Smiling, he turned to slide his arm around…Tess.
    He opened one eye. A tangle of fiery waves cascaded over his shoulder. Brushing the heavy mass aside, he peered at the beauty in his bed. Their evening together had proved that he was powerless to resist her, even in the face of his strict upbringing.
    Images of his night with her drifted through his mind: her nipples pink and wet with his loving; his erection slipping inside her; the look of bliss on her face as she drifted to sleep in his arms. His mouth watered with the memory of her taste, his fingers itched for the feel of her soft skin, and his cock stirred in anticipation of slipping inside her again.
    Who was in a rut now?
    It was unbelievable enough that he’d been able to love her throughout the night, but damned if the woman could get him all riled up and she wasn’t even awake yet. He should be sacked out, recuperating from theworkout she’d given him. He closed his eyes and tried to count the number of times he had taken her during the night, but his mind hazed in a fog of lust.
    And here he was as hard as a freaking rock, ready to go at it again. She had turned him into some kind of sex-crazed maniac. Still, a man shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth. Whatever well this new sexual energy came from, it made no sense to waste it.
    He reached under the sheet to cup her breast. Circling his thumb, he coaxed her nipple into a hard point. She moaned softly and stretched, shifting in her sleep, unconsciously giving him better access.
    The sheet slipped, revealing the pink tip, and he couldn’t resist lowering his mouth over her. He suckled her, savoring the sexy sounds she made and the fumbling of her hands over him as she came awake. She stroked her fingers down his chest, warming his blood. She plucked at his nipples, sending tendrils of heat curling through him.
    “Good morning, Mason.” Her voice was low and throaty and sexy as hell. She stretched again and made a soft sighing sound that made him groan in response.
    “Mmm, that’s so nice. You have such a talented mouth,” she said.
    In answer he kissed a path to her other breast, circling her nipple with the point of his tongue, until she arched and reached for his aching cock.
    He closed his eyes as her fingers clasped him, and she stroked him with just the right pressure. He shifted up beside her. “How can I want you again like this?”
    A smile pulled at her lips. “It’s a gift.”
    He inhaled sharply as she squeezed the delicate head.All his nerve endings came alert and warmth spread out from his belly. He groaned as she moved over him, her hair fanning across his stomach and thighs as she maneuvered lower to where her hand still worked him. When her