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every inch of his delicious mouth with her
tongue. He pinched a nipple and the erotic sensations electrified every inch of
her body. When he dipped two fingers into her creaming hole and swirled them
around, he also strummed her clit with his thumb, and her climax slammed
through her so fast her knees buckled. This
time, she broke the kiss and growled—a growl that didn’t sound human to
her ears.
    He dragged his mouth to her
neck and picked her up. “The shower’s taking too long. I can’t wait any longer.”
    Somehow he managed to open
the door and not slip as he almost ran into Trax’s bedroom. He placed her on
the bed and climbed on top.
    “We’re wet.”
    “I know.” His knees spread
her legs wide, and her body pulsed at the total vulnerability. “I envisioned
taking my time, but I want you too much.” His heavy lids lowered and his mouth
was on her tit before she could take a breath. The moment he pulled the tip
taut, the ache burst into wonderment. He plucked the other hardened nub causing
her back to arch.
    She clasped onto his shoulder
and his bunched muscles flexed. If she could have reached his cock, she would
have taken hold whether he wanted her to or not. The need to feel every peak
and valley of his chiseled body took over, and she ran her hand as far down his
back as she could. His head bobbed as he tortured her nipple with pleasure.
Each pluck sent a shard of pain tumbling straight to her core catching her by
surprise. She would have stopped him, but before she could voice her concern,
the ache turned once more into blissful pleasure. These thrills were so new to
her she hadn’t appreciated how quickly the sharp spikes of pain could turn into
swirls of lustful ecstasy.
    Just when her nipple began to
ache, he moved to the other side. “You are so gorgeous. The perfect size, the
perfect shape, the perfect… aw hell. You’re just damned perfect.”
    He groaned with the next tug
as if sucking her nipples excited him more than it did her. He lowered his
hands and clasped her waist. As he dragged his body lower, he licked between
her breasts, across her belly button, and stopped at the top of her mons. She
clenched her ass to lift her hips.
    He raised his head, his
expression telling her he was clearly aware of what she wanted. “Are you asking
me to fuck you?”
    She sucked in a breath. She
might have said no at his crassness, except her body screamed yes. “Do you want
to?” Being bold thrilled her.
    “Sugar, once I start, I’ll
pound your pussy so hard, you’ll come more times than you can count. Are you
ready for a real man?”
    His bravado made her laugh,
but at the moment, his big man talk helped her relax. “Are you saying you’re up
for the job?”
    “I’m a show rather than tell
type of guy.”
    He didn’t wait for her
response as he thumbed open her lower lips and dragged one finger against her
pussy. She expected him to press it into her, but all he did was circle the
opening, flicking her sensitive nub over and over again.
    “Please.”
    “Please what, sugar?”
    Was he really going to make
her beg for his cock? Did he get off making her appear weak and needy? Spasms
rolled down her stomach with each swipe. When he replaced his finger with his
tongue, she bucked and arched. She squeezed her lids closed to stop from
watching him eat her, but all that did was heighten the sensations between her
thighs.
    Do
not come again . That
would only give him the upper hand.
    She dug her nails into his
shoulder, and his arm snaked out and grabbed her wrist. He pinned her wrist to
the bed almost to prove he could do what he wanted. Somehow he was able to curl
his tongue and thread it into her wet sheath, but the in and out motion only
partially satisfied her. She wanted more. She wanted him.
    “Okay, okay. I want you to
fuck me!”
    He looked up and grinned.
“Sugar, you have made me the happiest man.”
    Instead of taking her right then, he drove her
higher and heated her up to a point