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thumping their feet on the ground in a cartoon she’d seen as a child.
    His palm rested flat over the fluttering muscle between her chest. “Are you okay?”
    “Sometimes your monologues take my breath away.”
    “In a good way, I hope.”
    “In the best way.”
    The tip of him glistened in the lamplight and she ran her finger through the wetness, and then placed her finger in her mouth to savor his flavor. His heated gaze on her held fire.
    He grasped himself and roughly tugged. “Do you want to take me in your mouth?”
    She nodded, still savoring her finger. He moved across the bed to lean his back against the headboard, gripping his cock. On her knees already she bent at the waist and ran her tongue tentatively across the tip. His musky flavor spoke to her with its salty tang and she swallowed him down, enjoying yet another way to know him.
    She swiped again, but this time she placed a kiss on the tip with her lips, massaging a little as she did so. His moans spurred her on and she took the head into her mouth, sucking and moving her tongue beneath him.
    “Fiona,”—he whispered, his voice laced with an erotic rasp—”You’re a beautiful seductress. Reminiscent of Aphrodite with your pleasure, love, and beauty.”
    She continued to suck him, hopeful he would continue to liken her to the Olympian goddess.
    The longer she enjoyed him, the more he spoke of her beauty and passion. After a lover’s while, his fingers laced in her hair and he tugged ever so gently.
    She pulled up and looked to him for direction.
    “I need to worship you now.”
    He leaned forward, taking her mouth in a passionate kiss. Surely he could taste himself on her tongue, but the moans he made indicated he didn’t seem to mind.
    He handled her like a glass doll as he guided her down to the bed, cradling her head while he propped a pillow beneath it. He kissed her nose and she recalled that he seemed to do that a lot.
    “Your nose is a little button.”
    He kissed her jaw, nuzzled her neck, and repeated his earlier treatment of her breasts that had her body physically begging and arching for more. His journey led him to her navel where his tongue swirled and his open lips on her skin lightly sucked. From there he sucked at the delicate fold of skin where thigh meets lower torso. His lips traveled just a little lower and feathered against her channel. This was something she’d never experienced before. It was extremely intimate and she hoped the Clinique exfoliating body scrub she used lived up to the hype. When his lips closed around her clitoris all thoughts about her feminine presentation ceased as she was catapulted from the present into an infinite vacuum of pleasure.
    “Oh, God … please … please don’t stop.” She begged him for several minutes as his expert oral skills brought her closer to the apex with each pass of his tongue and nip of his lips. When he groaned against her most tender flesh she let go and gave herself to him.
    For several moments she lay in the bed, chest heaving, with her arm over her brow. Her thoughts began to come to her in a scattered heap—
so that was oral sex. He seemed to enjoy giving as much as she enjoyed receiving. Was she so loud that she could have awakened Ryder across the hall? Was Everett still lapping at her? Yes … yes he was
. Now that she was coming down from her climax she was a tad embarrassed and so she began to pull her knees together only to have him push them apart.
    “Nuh-uh,” he mumbled as his tongue entered her yet again.
    It felt too good to be mortified and she longed to know what he found so fascinating that he had basically set up camp between her legs, feasting on her like a death row inmate feasts on his last supper.
    “What are you doing?” She whispered.
    “Claiming my prize.” One more kiss and then he pulled himself away. “You taste like finely-aged scotch.”
    When his soft, thick lips descended on hers she tasted herself on his tongue—tart and spicy.

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