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She did wonder who that wo the old, secret memory at last But what if that ruined the mood somehow? She would spontaneously co only a wad of cloth aroundto get tired”

“Aching for me, did you say?”

“Let me put my arms down I’ll show you how much”

“In a minute”

“Seriously You’re a dead man”

But then he leaned close again She smelled toothpaste and heat Electric now, the scent of hih cheek brushed her shoulder, and his warhosted across her upper chest He whispered so She couldn’t quite make out the word

But then it didn’tmattered but the caress of his breath, the brush of his black, silky hair on her skin

And thenoh, then

He stuck out his tongue and flicked her right nipple with it And then he blew on it, bringing a shiver that coursed through every inch of her body

That did it She moaned

And then he leaned even closer He took that nipple in his mouth

It was too much

She lowered her arers in his hair and held his, first to that right breast and then to the other one

And then he pulled back She growled low in her throat and tried to reach for him

“Wait,” he commanded

“Fine” She sat still, glaring at hiown and started easing it up With a sain and, at last, the thing was off and out of her way

She went for his boxers, to get rid of them, too

But he beat her to it, whipping the them between the bed curtains toward a chair

With a low cry, she reached for him

And he didn’t refuse her that time He wrapped his steely ar her in his heat and his hardness The sheer size of hi sed by manliness, just to have hilory in it

He touched her, those big hands wandering She lifted her body toward hi only for hiht now

But of course, what he took was his time