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With her open and settled before him, Grae treated her to a devastating oral display that sent her trembling. Climax stirred within a matter of seconds. Burying all ten fingers in her thick hair, Tielle lost herself in the deeply missed treat. Grae kept his arm across Tielle’s belly while his free hand curved over one thigh, tugging it high to improve her position for him.
Tielle’s gasping, throaty cries broke through with ease, coaxed by Grae’s talented tongue. Her responses livened the air with a continuous stream of sound that, for Grae, was utterly ego-stroking. His head tilted and rotated, slowly at times, then with more fluid speed as he tested some new method of pleasuring her. It all produced the most splendid results, ones that sent Tielle right to the verge of another climax. She could feel herself tipping just slightly over the edge before he tugged her back in a way that possessed a sinful beauty instead of a rugged jarring.
She ordered herself not to beg him. Not wanting to linger in the cottage had little to do with the therapy session they were shamefully late for and everything to do with her not wanting to lower herself to begging him only to be denied again.
“Grae…”
“You want me to stop?”
“No…”
Slowly, he raised his head, easing up over her to tongue her navel with a maddening thoroughness. He charted the sensual course across the undersides of her breasts and the valley between them.
“Tell me what you want me to do, Tielle.”
“Take off your clothes,” she purred, heart thudding voraciously in her while she kissed herself from his tongue.
Soon, they were both equally bare and loving the feel of being together beyond clothing’s boundaries. Sounds of satisfaction stirred from them both. Tielle reveled in the allure of security Grae provided with the power of his magnificent form seductively nudging her body. Each time she attempted pushing him to his back, he bumped the head of his erection against her entrance.
He wasn’t of a mind to relinquish a shred of control.
His loose embrace at the base of her throat effectively stilled her into accepting his kiss. He toyed with her tongue, similar to the manner in which he toyed with the rest of her. Frequently, his sex grazed hers, taunting and then denying full pleasure.
Though desperately aroused, Tielle’s gasp was prompted mostly by remembrance. “Grae…” Her nails scraped his hips in a subtle sign to have all of him. “Wait…”
“Ti—”
“We need condoms.”
Grae’s bronzed stare narrowed dangerously. His hand flexed once like a vise on Tielle’s hip. He inhaled deeply several times and, while the effort removed a sudden frown, the dangerous glint in his eyes remained.
“You’re serious,” he said.
“It’s okay.” She kissed his jaw. “I have plenty.”
“You what?” Grae’s eyes narrowed almost to the point of closing.
Awareness seized its hold, and Tielle considered his hand at her hip. The hold had taken on a quality less akin to caressing.
“You have condoms.”
“Yeah, I—I keep them here. All sizes. I—I know you need larger…” Shrugging, she proffered a weak smile. “It’s good to be prepared. I—I never know when the mood might strike my guests.”
“Is that right? And what about you?”
She blinked, greater awareness creeping into the cognac orbs of her gaze. “I’m pretty sure you keep a healthy stash somewhere convenient,” she challenged, instead of telling him that she hadn’t thought about sex with another man in the year they’d been apart. Let alone even seeing someone else.
Grae appeared stunned, almost hurt by the accusation, yet he schooled his expression before it revealed too much. “So is that what you use this place for?”
She shoved at his chest. “Get off me.”
“Couldn’t even wait for a year, Tel?” He refused to budge. “What about begging me for it last night? Do you keep condoms in the library, too? What would Miss Tina and Miss Danielle think?”
“Wow, Grae, actual questions just spill out when you’re angry, don’t they?” She gave another shove to the unyielding muscular wall of his chest. “Get off me, dammit! Last night was about me being an idiot for you as usual. It’s a good thing you used the head on top of your shoulders then. You so rarely did when we were married.”
