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He nodded, pressing his lips against the pad of her thumb. “It’s enough to start.”
“It’s enough for now.” She pulled his face closer so that she could finally press her lips to his.
She turned the hand pressing against his chest, so she could press his palm to her chest in turn.
It remained there for a long moment, warm and reassuring, until he splayed his fingers and slid them up along her throat to cradle her face the way she held his and deepened their kiss.
Marli had expected his mating to be intense—hurried.
Sten was intense in his attentions, but unhurried—intentional.
She groaned as his tongue swept her lip and opened to him, drawing him into her as her hips ground against his.
He pulled her fingers, twisting their hands so that they were behind her back as his other hand slid to her waist, then roamed lower to caress her ass.
Reaching down, she unbuckled her belt, then his. Unbuttoned her waistband, then his.
He unbuttoned his shirt, tugged it off, then pulled hers over her head.
Zippers followed; denim sagged at their hips as he continued to kiss her mouth. Her hands pushed until his jeans dropped to the floor, then backed away just enough to free herself too.
His gaze fell to her bright green lace panties.
Hers dropped to his throbbing erection.
He reached for her; she danced away.
Sliding her hands up behind her back, she unhooked her bra and slid it from her shoulders.
His gaze lingered on her breasts before returning to her face.
He reached for her again, pulling her against him.
She gasped as he slid between her thighs to pulse against the soaked lace.
He was hot and hard. She sizzled, wet, and so ready.
His lips met hers, then blazed a trail downward, only giving enough space between them to taste her nipples. Savoring, teasing, nibbling. With a final suckle, he continued his worshipful path downward over her ribs and belly.
Breath quick and shallow, she watched as he pressed his face against the green lace and inhaled deeply before pressing kisses along her thighs.
On his knees, his fingers tugged at the lace, inching it down, pressing his lips where it had been before.
Her hands roamed his muscular shoulders and thick, silky hair as the heat of his mouth pressed to her mound.
The lace dropped below her knees to the floor.
Sten’s hands slid up her thighs and gripped her ass as his tongue slid along her wet folds.
Her head fell back, eyes closed as she moaned his name.
His fingers slid into her, holding her in place as he feasted on her sensitive nub.
Sliding, teasing, pumping until she came.
He lapped up every drop of her and kissed his way back up her body as she clung to him on shaking legs. Her hand wrapped around his length, caressing and kneading him the way he’d tended her.
As she lowered herself, he stopped her. “Not this time.”
