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Now, I was recovered enough to flip her around onto the table that was beside the bench I was sitting on.

Her back hit, and I yanked her forward to the very edge before dropping down to my knees between her splayed thighs.

The towel that’d been dwarfing her body when she’d walked out parted, and the lips of her wet sex came into view.

I growled, smelling her fresh, heady scent despite the shower she’d just taken.

I leaned forward and ran my nose along the inside of her thighs, smelling the pine and smoky scent of my soap on her skin.

“Keene,” she whispered, shifting on the table.

I reached forward and grabbed one of her feet, placing it on top of my shoulder.

The next foot came up, and I pushed it toward her body.

“Hold your leg open and wide, hand behind your knee,” I ordered.

She took her leg and did just that. When she started to move the other one, I grabbed her around the ankle and said, “Leave it.”

So, she did.

I could feel her toes curl at my back.

Hand going around one upper thigh, and snaking toward the middle, I spread her open and leaned forward, inhaling deeply.

I could still smell the smoky pine, but I could also smell her.

God, I wished I could bottle it up and inhale it when I couldn’t stop thinking about her.

“You smell so good,” I growled, my heart racing now. “Like all mine.”

She wiggled, bringing her pussy up slightly in invitation.

I leaned forward, then placed a single kiss on the tip of her clit.

She mewled, her hips once again lifting in invitation.

Grinning like the fool I was for her, I swiped my tongue through her folds. Her flavor burst on my tongue, filling me with euphoria. If I could pick one single thing in this world to eat for the rest of my life, it would be this. Her.

I shifted, my cock tight in the black pants I’d changed into while she’d been in the shower.

The fucking suspenders were abrading my nipples, too, making me a live wire that I could feel was about to be let loose.

With my free hand, I circled the entrance to her pussy, spreading the wetness out in ever widening circles.

Flicking her clit with my tongue, I waited until she started to mewl again before shoving two fingers hard and deep inside of her, my knuckles bumping her asshole with the move.

And she practically came straight off the table.

Her back bowed, and the rest of her towel parted ways as she forgot what she was doing—i.e. holding onto her towel and her leg.

The foot that was planted on my shoulder dug in deep, and then she was crying out as her orgasm rocked her.

Ignoring the pain of her sharp foot digging into my trap muscle, I flicked my fingers in a come-hither motion and went to light licks of her clit as I helped her ride out her orgasm.

When she was spent, her legs limp, I pulled myself away while licking my lips clean.

Seeing the look of complete and utter serenity on her face, I grinned like the wicked devil I was, fished my cock out of my pants, and then dove deep inside of her.

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