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When the roo, she lifted up her head then dropped it back down "Oh, ood, that it would eclipse the other tiood, beyond anything All she could think was - no wonder wo so simple as sex This was"Oh,to say?"

"Uh-huh" Her brain was mush

"In that case, I’ll talk" He placed a kiss on her inner thighs, one for each side, then ran his claws very carefully along her hip "Snap" The right side of her panties fell away "Snap" So did the left

That quickly, she was naked and he was between her thighs, so close his breath whispered over her intiht fist, expectant, waiting It scared her a little, how deeply he touched her, how easily he’d stripped her of her barriers, but she had made a promise and she would keep it Talin McKade was no coward - she was strong enough to dance with a leopard "Clay?" she said when he didn’t make a sound

"I like pink, too," he said, his expression whollyher with his eyes

"Mmm" An utterly sexual, utterly content sound

She felt every sense in her bow in surrender Sure the wetness between her thighsby now, she clenched her body in a futile effort to control her need Clay’s fingers spread her open again and she felt the i the at a ti kisses along the inner thighs

"You," she ed to say hoarsely, "are a very bad kitty cat" Thather exposed folds Shewith hot, sweet hunger

"Meow" His tongue flicked over her parted flesh "I love cream, too"

Anticipation turned into the ers into the fabric of the cushion, but it was no use There was no way she could control this Not when he was licking at her with those quick, catlike flicks that were driving her certifiably insane "Harder," she found herself whispering, shocked at her own daring

"Not yet" Another flick Another moan "I want to asp

"Brat"

That clever, clever tongue was doing things to her she had never believed possible She found herself pressing closer, begging hiing into his back Then he bit her

She made a sharp, shocked sound before the world exploded around her The pleasure was so raw, so rich, so acute, it blasted through her body with the strength of a supernova, leaving her quivering in its wake If she could’ve found the willpower to speak, the brain cells to construct thought, she would’ve told Clay he was a god It was a good thing she was too wiped out or he would have never let her forget it

His hands slid under her botto as he continued to lap at her She was fairly certain that that last incredible orgasm had wiped her out, but it felt so nice she didn’t ask him to stop A minute later, it felt better than nice It felt exquisite She heard a low, husky moan and it took her several seconds to realize the unashareedy"

He looked up, eyes glittering with arousal "Don’t worry, I’ her to the soul "Do I get to lick you?"<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>