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His hands glided down her thighs and gently pressed them farther apart. But there wasn’t space for him on the bed, and he slid off the end. He caught himself before his injured knee came down hard on the carpet. Slowly, he lowered to the floor.
But the woman who’d been writhing and moaning seconds earlier sat up. “Your knee—”
“My knee is telling me to bury my face between your legs. I’ve been damn near dying to taste you again.” He ran his hand up her thighs until his fingers brushed the place he planned to lick over and over. His thumb touched her clit, and she fell back against the mattress.
He smiled as he lowered his mouth. His tongue followed his thumb and teased the place designed to push her over the edge.
“Dante,” she hissed.
He glanced up. She had one arm flung over her eyes. Her other hand, the one she’d hit him with earlier, clutched at the bedding.
“Honey,” he murmured. “This is the best damn combat lesson I’ve ever had the pleasure of attending.”
…
Her bodyguard-turned-instructor-turned-lover lowered his mouth and proceeded to lick, suck, and oh God…worship her. Yes, he had his face buried between her legs, but she felt it from head to toe.
“Dante,” she screamed. “Mmm, more please… Oh God yes! Right there! And don’t stop.”
His tongue pulled back as he chuckled.
“No,” she hissed. “Don’t stop. That’s an order.”
He followed her command like a good Navy SEAL. His tongue returned to her clit. And, bless the man, he ran his hand up her leg. He teased her entrance and then slipped a finger inside.
And she tumbled into another chart-topping orgasm. But oh, this one…it was an all-time greatest hit. A classic. The one she swore she’d remember forever as Oh God, Dante.
She surfaced from the pleasure dimly aware that he’d pulled back. Opening her eyes, she spotted him standing at the foot of the bed staring down at her. Her gaze traveled down his body.
“You’re still awake,” he said. “Maybe I should try again?”
“No, I think it’s time for me to finish what I started,” she murmured as she pushed her upper body off the mattress. She scooted to the edge of the
bed and reached for him. “I think I was right here, using my hand…”
Her fingers closed around his cock. She looked up and saw the strained expression on his face. He’d been kneeling and then standing. Was his knee aching?
Her hand reached the tip, but then she paused. “Is your knee bothering you? Do you need to sit down?”
“No.” He wrapped his hand around hers. “I want it harder. Faster.”
She watched as his grip tightened around hers and drew her fingers down his hard length and then back up. His hips began to pump, and they increased in velocity each time. She studied the movements, memorizing how he liked to be touched, just in case there was a next time.
“Like that, honey,” he said, his tone rough as his guiding hand fell away. “Don’t be afraid that you’ll hurt me.”
Oh yes, she wanted more than tonight with him. Another few lessons…some naked…
“Tighten your grip at the top,” he murmured, thrusting into her.
“Like this?” she asked.
“Yes.” He gasped. “That’s fucking perfect.”
He groaned, and her eyes widened as he exploded. His hips stopped pumping into her now wet hand.
“Now, I need to sit down,” he murmured and stepped back. He disappeared into the bathroom and returned with a hand towel, which he held out to her. Then he claimed a space beside her on the bed.
“We probably shouldn’t have done that,” he said.
