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He paused Anya felt her breath hitch as his hands lifted to her breasts, his fingers curving around the reed The look on his face as he touched her was puredeeper, so that touched the feminine part of her soul and made her weaker,arousal that tormented her body, because she could see his nostrils flare, see hi breasts

“God, I love the scent of you wanting hts as his lips lowered to theabove the lace cups

Anya shivered as he licked over the incredibly close to the hardened tips of her nipples

“Are you going to torture asped

“I’ to torture both of us” A flush mantled his cheekbones as he licked over the lace that covered her nipples “Because I need to taste you, Anya I need to feel you againstme, Anya Just need me”

And she did need hi heat She had wanted him before he ever kissed her She had wanted him after the hormone therapy had controlled the painful spasms of need There hadn’t been a time since she was sixteen that she hadn’t wanted him

Beneath her hands his flesh was heated and solid Beneath his lips sensation sizzled against her flesh

“Take this off” He pushed at her sweater as his tongue traveled into the valley between her breasts

Her arms lifted to allow him to push the material over her head No sooner had it dropped to the floor than his hands were at the waistband of her pants, flipping open the closure and lowering the zipper

Mes through her, she could do nothing but watch his expression as his hand slid past the material, beneath her panties and into the swollen, slick folds of her sex

Her head fell back to the stone wall as her breath locked in her throat Pleasure, ecstasy—it winged through her with such sensual pro left but to hold on to him as he stroked her Caressed her

“I need you naked,” he growled against the rise of one breast, which he licked sensually “Can you toe the boots off?”

The boots? She shook her head in confusion What boots? She didn’t care about the da into the desperate, aching heat between her thighs

His head lifted, fingers ether Anya’s hips pressed into the touch, arching against his palazed back at him in desperate need

“Toe the boots off” A grin tugged at his lips as the savage features of his face softened with sensual amusement “Come on, baby One foot at a time”