cock against her belly and caging her against the wall. Saber stared down at her, a handsome man with spectacular green eyes and a very 72
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sexy grin. Difficult not to stare when a man looked that good, and difficult to believe he seemed to want more than the one night she’d originally committed to.
“You’re overdressed for the occasion,” he murmured.
A grin burst from her without warning. “I’d hate to be the odd man out.”
“I’m the only man required,” he fired back, pokerfaced. Emily sobered for an instant. Yes, he was the only man she wanted, but she didn’t intend to tell him—not until she’d known him for a little longer. “How long do you think it will take me to undress? Taking bets now.”
Saber’s sinful mouth curled into a lazy grin and it echoed in his eyes. “I wonder if I should worry about your predilection for games. First poker and now betting.”
“It’s you,” Emily blurted, barely understanding herself. The grin widened to a toothy smirk. “We’ll discuss it later, but right now I have other things on my mind.”
“Judging by the iron-hard thing poking into my stomach, I think I can guess where your mind dwells.”
“Nothing wrong with sex,” Saber said cheerfully. “I happen to like sex. Two minutes,” he added.
“Two… You’re on! I bet I can do it in one.”
Saber backed away to sit on the bed. He propped up the pillows, whacking them with his fist until he was comfortable and settled back. “One minute. I’d like to see that.”
Emily yanked the borrowed blouse over her head and wriggled the skirt over her hips. One flick of her hand and wrist loosened her bra. She flung it away. The boxer shorts she’d borrowed from Saber were next, and they hit the top of the pile of clothes seconds later. Fully naked, Emily posed, one hand on her hip and a triumphant grin on her lips.
“Two seconds over. I win,” Saber said.
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“You don’t have a watch. How would you know?”
Saber reached out and grabbed her hand. He tugged her toward the bed and pulled her down so she lay at his side.
“Actually, I’m wrong,” he murmured. “We both win.” He rolled, his mouth slamming down on hers. The need for argument seeped from Emily the second his lips hit hers. She opened to him, and he thrust his tongue inside her mouth. His previous gentleness and consideration disappeared, replaced by aggression, determination. Excitement on her part. Her heart rate increased as arousal swept through her. She wanted him. Now. Forever , her conscience whispered. Emily ignored the traitorous whisper and went with the flow. Their limbs tangled with urgency.
“Too fast for you?” he demanded an instant before he nibbled at her neck.
“No. I want you to go fast.” Emily sucked in an excited breath when he nipped again. His touch was a primitive throb through her veins. Faster. More. Now. Her womb ached as the slow slide of his tongue soothed the nip he’d inflicted. His finger lightly circled her nipple while his leg slid between hers in silent encouragement for her to give him access. When she obeyed and parted her legs, he pinched her nipple. The small pain arced straight to her pussy and brought a low moan of approval from deep at the back of her throat. She felt his aroused penis nudge at her leg then he shifted and slid into her womb in one seamless thrust. Emily shuddered, the throbbing hardness of him just what she needed to ease the relentless ache inside. She’d barely taken a breath when he started plunging deep, retreating and filling her again.
“Close your eyes,” he ordered. “Feel the way I move inside you.”
Emily let her eyes slide shut. She clutched at his shoulders, moving with him with increasing urgency. Deep in her cunt a heavy, pulsating sensation pulled at her. Saber thrust again. Hard. An almost painful fullness held her in thrall. Emily held on tight and arched into his next thrust, shuddering at the breadth of
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sexy grin. Difficult not to stare when a man looked that good, and difficult to believe he seemed to want more than the one night she’d originally committed to.
“You’re overdressed for the occasion,” he murmured.
A grin burst from her without warning. “I’d hate to be the odd man out.”
“I’m the only man required,” he fired back, pokerfaced. Emily sobered for an instant. Yes, he was the only man she wanted, but she didn’t intend to tell him—not until she’d known him for a little longer. “How long do you think it will take me to undress? Taking bets now.”
Saber’s sinful mouth curled into a lazy grin and it echoed in his eyes. “I wonder if I should worry about your predilection for games. First poker and now betting.”
“It’s you,” Emily blurted, barely understanding herself. The grin widened to a toothy smirk. “We’ll discuss it later, but right now I have other things on my mind.”
“Judging by the iron-hard thing poking into my stomach, I think I can guess where your mind dwells.”
“Nothing wrong with sex,” Saber said cheerfully. “I happen to like sex. Two minutes,” he added.
“Two… You’re on! I bet I can do it in one.”
Saber backed away to sit on the bed. He propped up the pillows, whacking them with his fist until he was comfortable and settled back. “One minute. I’d like to see that.”
Emily yanked the borrowed blouse over her head and wriggled the skirt over her hips. One flick of her hand and wrist loosened her bra. She flung it away. The boxer shorts she’d borrowed from Saber were next, and they hit the top of the pile of clothes seconds later. Fully naked, Emily posed, one hand on her hip and a triumphant grin on her lips.
“Two seconds over. I win,” Saber said.
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“You don’t have a watch. How would you know?”
Saber reached out and grabbed her hand. He tugged her toward the bed and pulled her down so she lay at his side.
“Actually, I’m wrong,” he murmured. “We both win.” He rolled, his mouth slamming down on hers. The need for argument seeped from Emily the second his lips hit hers. She opened to him, and he thrust his tongue inside her mouth. His previous gentleness and consideration disappeared, replaced by aggression, determination. Excitement on her part. Her heart rate increased as arousal swept through her. She wanted him. Now. Forever , her conscience whispered. Emily ignored the traitorous whisper and went with the flow. Their limbs tangled with urgency.
“Too fast for you?” he demanded an instant before he nibbled at her neck.
“No. I want you to go fast.” Emily sucked in an excited breath when he nipped again. His touch was a primitive throb through her veins. Faster. More. Now. Her womb ached as the slow slide of his tongue soothed the nip he’d inflicted. His finger lightly circled her nipple while his leg slid between hers in silent encouragement for her to give him access. When she obeyed and parted her legs, he pinched her nipple. The small pain arced straight to her pussy and brought a low moan of approval from deep at the back of her throat. She felt his aroused penis nudge at her leg then he shifted and slid into her womb in one seamless thrust. Emily shuddered, the throbbing hardness of him just what she needed to ease the relentless ache inside. She’d barely taken a breath when he started plunging deep, retreating and filling her again.
“Close your eyes,” he ordered. “Feel the way I move inside you.”
Emily let her eyes slide shut. She clutched at his shoulders, moving with him with increasing urgency. Deep in her cunt a heavy, pulsating sensation pulled at her. Saber thrust again. Hard. An almost painful fullness held her in thrall. Emily held on tight and arched into his next thrust, shuddering at the breadth of
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