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“Is that all?”

He was probably forgetting something important, but how was he expected to think straight in this position? “Yes.”

Willow kissed him with a startling urgency that was a shock to his nerve endings. Her ravenous tongue and the sweet taste of her mouth unhinged him. No one had ever kissed him like this, with impatient need and desperate satisfaction, with the kind of undeniable hunger that matched his own.

She tugged his shirt over his head, and he lifted his arms in sublime submission. That was what this slip of a woman did, backed him into corners from which he had no desire to escape.

He yanked the oversized tee off her in return, revealing soft skin and feminine lines. Her curves molded to him as though the pair of them were two pieces of a puzzle yearning to form a complete picture.

The subtle scent of her arousal permeated the air and desire shuddered through him. She slid her bare, centerfold-perfect body up close against him, leveling the last vestiges of his defenses, and something inside him snapped.

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Gideon kissed her unrestrained, and Willow gloried in it. His mouth was wet and hot and so demanding that it made her woozy, but she met his tongue with deep, hungry strokes of her own.

They groped and caressed, wrapping themselves around each other, wild as caged animals unloosed. Heat throbbed between her legs, liquid need rushing through her.

He didn’t have to care for her in the same way she did him. He protected her, and he desired her. And that was everything.

Rolling onto his back, making a sound that was half growl and half groan, he brought her on top of him. He grabbed her hips and, as he broke their kiss, arranged her so she straddled him.

On his face.

The stubble of his cheeks scraped her inner thighs. Butterflies overtook her stomach and her insides trembled with anticipation. Then his mouth was on her in a full-fledged French kiss.

Gideon Stone—the sexiest man she’d ever seen, the only one she’d fantasized about—was French kissing her there. She never thought so much tongue could feel so good.

“Oh God.” She pressed her knees into the mattress, her whole body growing weak at the charged rush of sensation.

The next deep drag of his tongue over her folds sent a thrill shooting through her. And when he slid a finger into her, Willow’s vision blurred and she clawed at the wall like a feral cat. She gritted her teeth against the staggering pleasure, but failed to silence the embarrassing noises rising in her throat.

This was ten times better than what those Cosmopolitan articles described.

He kept doing things with his tongue and fingers, obscene things, his touch skilled and gentle, and she never wanted him to stop. Her arousal built until she couldn’t control herself, her body taut as an overwound watch, aching for release.

“Willow, you taste so good.” He took her into his mouth again with such ravening intensity, tightness coiled inside her to the brink of pain.

“More. I need more.” Words failed her.

It was intense and incredible. She undulated on him, chasing the deep, feverish ache.

A sharp release cracked through her like a thousand twigs snapping all at once, and her stomach muscles clenched into her diaphragm, stealing her breath.

But he didn’t stop. He kept feeding on her with a relentless rhythm. His mouth sucked harder, his tongue licked faster, his fingers plunged deeper.

Another wave of wonder seized her in hard, wrenching spasms. She shattered into tiny pieces, so scattered and submerged in sensation, nothing would put her back together again.

Gideon eased out from underneath her. She melted down onto the bed, exhilarated and disappointed. Guys were usually interested in taking, but Gideon had given her so much. The pleasure had been all hers. This was supposed to be about sharing.

“We should’ve started with something mutually beneficial. You didn’t get anything out of that.”

His laugh was husky. “I got plenty out of that.” He unzipped his jeans and kicked them off. “I enjoyed it, and now I’m so turned on, I can’t wait to be inside you.”

That was good to know.