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her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he smiled up at her, lust and love in his gaze. Without a word, he carried her to the bedroom and set her gently on the bed. She sat up and pulled off her shirt, which she tossed onto the pillow so she’d be able to find it when the time came to go home.
    If she wanted to leave. That had been her plan. Now the thought of waking beside him appealed more than sleeping alone in her own bed.
    She reached behind her back to unfasten her bra. Stefan got there first and unhooked it, then slowly slid the straps down her arms. His lips brushed the side of her neck, and she shuddered as arousal rushed through her, tightening her pussy. She wanted him inside her. More than that, she wanted his body against her, his warmth, his caring.
    He tossed the bra to join her shirt and rubbed his thumb over her hard nipple. Jolts shot from her breast to her clit, and she moaned softly. Cupping the back of her head with his free hand, Stefan lowered her to her back and lay beside her, fingers and lips touching wherever he could reach. With each small contact, her desire grew, focused in her core, where the pressure of impending release grew stronger each second.
    He nipped her earlobe. She jumped and tapped her palm against his face. “Bad boy.”
    “I think that was pretty good.” He closed his lips around her nipple and sucked.
    Her clit throbbed and she grabbed a fistful of his hair to pry him off before she exploded. Women can’t come from just having their nipples sucked.
    The sensations centered between her legs threatened to make that statement a lie.
    Reaching down, he fumbled with the button on her pants. She tried to help him, only to have him push her hand away. “Let me,” he murmured without releasing her nipple, and the vibrations of his lips and voice pushed her closer to the edge.
    Eyes closed and breathing heavily, she lay still and allowed him to undo her pants. He slipped his hand inside to touch her wetness. She swallowed hard to keep from crying out, until his fingers brushed her swollen clit. That brief touch added to the flame inside her, and she knew it would take little more to make her come. “Please, Stefan!” she begged.
    Smiling triumphantly, he slid off the bed and tugged at her pants until he managed to slip them off, followed by her panties. Still fully clothed, he stood with his hands on his hips and stared down at her nude body. “You’re beautiful, Erin. So beautiful.”
    “Then touch me.” She caressed her pussy, hoping he’d take the hint. “Make me come. Please. Fuck me.”
    “You want a lot, don’t you?” He took off his shirt, then shimmied out of his pants and underwear. At the sight of his hard cock her mouth watered, and she held out her arms to him.
    “No,” he said. He kissed her ankle. “You don’t do anything to me this time. I want to make you feel good, just like you asked. I want you coming so hard you can’t move.” He slid his mouth up her leg to her inner thigh, just below the point she so desperately wanted him to touch. With his lips barely touching her skin, he murmured, “I’m going to do everything to you, Erin, and when neither of us can stand any more I’m going to ram my cock into you and fuck you so hard we won’t be able to move for days.”
    She gasped and couldn’t resist a joke. “That might make it hard to dance.”
    “Next class isn’t until Tuesday. And we can take a day or two off from practicing for the competition. We’ll have time to recover.” He flicked the hard nub between her legs with the tip of his tongue. She shuddered and cried out. “Ah, I know what you want.”
    He didn’t give it to her. Instead of allowing her the release she craved, he moved up her body, his bare skin brushing hers. Sparks shot through her, and she murmured pleas for him to touch her, to go down on her. To let her come. She couldn’t stand the torture, and at the same time she wanted it to continue. Pleasure