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"Oh, hell no," he said, his flat, sure tone calence of nerves "I’ll strip, but first I want you to lay on your stomach I’ve had wet dreams about that ass, and I just need to see it in the flesh"

She gathered up her courage and slunk down on the bed to roll onto her tuod, you’re sexy"

And da when he’d told her he wanted to see her bare ass, that was only a part of the reason behind his request Maybe he was overesti how et one look at it in the flesh and recognize it The thought--and the ensuing guilt--had been hard to shake, but now, in the face of the finest ass in the Western hemisphere, it was hard to even re down here or what?" she ainst the mattress

"Or what" was definitely out of the question as the reling bottoe he stripped off his shirt and pants He left his underwear on, and then lowered himself back to the bed next to her Her face was still buried in the pillow, but her fraone stiff, with fear or anticipation, he wasn’t sure

He wasted no tiertips over one ankle, a sleekly oosebumps at the touch--and finally, over the fire the tense muscles in her back for a rabbed a hold of his attention and hung on like a pitbull

He bent low and sank his teeth into one curve

"Oof!" she squealed against the pillow

He pulled away, but she wiggled her hips and thrust her bottom back toward hiasped "Don’t stop"

Catman had bitten her too, and she’d liked it, so it was no surprise What was surprising was the h hier froreat between theood old Catman had served his purpose Noas time for him to bury the bastard

He bent low and let his warhtly

"Nice," he whispered before cupping her thigh and leaning in to flick his tongue against the tender skin, reveling in the scent of lavender that teased his senses She had been a rabid collector of lotions since he’d known her, and was notorious for holding her ar him smell her Little did she know that every one of those occasions was an exercise in self-control for hiood enough to eat

She shifted restlessly beneath his hand, and he pressed his ue This ti out loud," she ood?"

He shook his head slowly, letting the rasp of his five o’clock shadow scrape the soft flesh, and she groaned

"I’ood, Gracie" He nibbled his way up, taking his sweetass ti his thumbs inward as he went By the tihs, he could feel the heat pouring from her core, and the musky scent of feminine arousal obliterated the lavender His already swollen ck grew thicker and round his hips into the mattress with a silent prayer for control

Slow Take it slow

"Touch me, Trick Please" Her voice was a drea a little when she said his na his thu heat "You’re on fire"

She twisted her head on the pillow and tried to look down at hiave up on a h "I think I ainst his hand told hiers deep, and her pliant flesh opened to accept theainst the pillow

He pressed in and retreated, his hips pulsing against the mattress in ti with every ainst his hand, her slender back bowing as she did

He didn’t stop the pressure, working her faster and harder, taking note of the signs her body was giving hiht colu She was close "Can you coritted teeth

"I’ down on his hand "But if you don’t helpto scream"

She’d scream He’d make damn sure of it

He slid his hand away fro to his knees, heher to lift her bottoht, seeing his hands cupping the beautiful, round, white cheeks The anticipation of watching his ck slide in and out, slick with her juices until they both exploded and he ca, shuddering breath Before he could speak to tell her he needed to take a quick timeout, she said the four sweetest words he’d ever heard