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He chuckled. “Youmust stop,” rasped across his throat. “Or I won’t be able to.”

And she caught his meaning. He was nearing release.

Well, that wouldn’t do.

Not yet, anyway.

Slowly, she pulled back, his length slipping from her mouth one inch at a time. Before he pulled completely away, she gave his manhood a parting kiss.

He slid his hands beneath her shoulders and lifted. As she stood before this man mostly naked in all his masculine beauty, she became acutely aware that she was still fully clothed.

Again, that word came to her.Transgressive.

And another one, too.

Delicious.

Dark intention in his eyes, he pulled her to him with one hand as his other reached beneath her skirts, trailing up her thighs. Then his fingers were sliding against the swollen flesh of her slit. “Just as I thought,” he rumbled into her ear.

“What?” she exhaled, gasping at the slick friction of his calloused fingers against her.

“Wet.”

Oh, that a single three-letter word could incite a riot of need inside her. But—oh—she needed—oh—moreof him…now. She would burst into a ball of flame if she didn’t have him. Her hips gave a greedy swivel, aching for more of his touch.

Of a sudden, he pressed his hand firmly against her lower back, hips now against hers, his cock hot and hard between their bodies, and stepped her backwards until her bottom bumped against a desk. She gave a short hop and perched onto the oak edge, still fully clothed, but her skirts gathered about her hips, the only flesh exposed her most intimate parts—the skin of her thighs above her garters and…her quim with its dusting of black curls and pink center. The ravenous look in his eyes as he feasted upon the view was nearly enough to bring her to the point of release.

But not yet…

She parted her knees wide and reached for him, giving herself utterly and completely over to wickedness, as her arms twined around his neck. He stepped between her legs, and she pulled his face to hers, greedy for every touch she could have of him. As her lips touched his, so, too, did his manhood graze against her slit.

A jagged groan poured from her. “I need you inside me,” she spoke against his mouth. “Now.”

Her tongue met his in a carnal tangle, her hips pressing forward, this sheer need overwhelming her. He reached between them and guided the head of his manhood to the entrance of her sex.

“Greedy for it, are you?”

“Oh, yes,” she groaned, her legs wrapping around his waist.

But he didn’t push into her in the rush she all but demanded. Inch by deliberate inch, he penetrated her, taking his time, letting her quim adjust to his girth. Sparks flew where they touched—her hands roving across the furred muscles of his chest and back…his fingers toying with her breasts, squeezing the hardened tips…the join of his cock inside her quim… even there—especially there—with every push in and out of her, as their coupling took on a demanding, unrelenting rhythm, the desk groaning beneath them. A sheen of perspiration pinpricked her skin. It could almost be described as animalistic, except…

It wasn’t.

This joining of his body with hers wasmore.

He lowered his head to take one of her nipples into his mouth. Her head arced back when he lightly bit down and landed a direct hit of pleasure in the center of her sex. “Do…oh…do that again,” she begged.

He sucked her other nipple into his mouth, his tongue teasing the tip.

The now-familiar coiling sensation began winding her sex tight, taking her in its grip, turning her into naught more than a frenzied vessel of need with every thrust. Again, his teeth nipped her tight bud, and without warning, her sex broke in sudden climax, pulsing its release around him.

“Juliet,” he muttered against her. “You are a revelation.”

Here wasmoreas she lifted outside herself, her hands gripping his shoulders while he impaled her upon his turgid length—relentless, focused—his own pleasure driving him toward his own completion.

Her quim felt spent and like he was too much and yet it still wanted this.

Thiswas the territory that extended beyond the carnal and animal and into the place that contained their souls.


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