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“Have you thought about us together?” he asked, his voice a low purr that sent a riot of tingles along her nerves.
She nodded.
“Is this how it went?”
“Sometimes.” She could scarcely speak above a whisper.
“Have you imagined me bending you over and taking you from behind.”
The image was only one of a hundred different scenarios she’d toyed with. “Yes.”
For a microsecond his whole body went perfectly still. “My mouth between your thighs, driving you crazy?”
“Yes.” This time she moaned the word.
His teeth raked down her neck. “I think about your mouth on me.”
“Yes,” she pleaded. “Oh, yes.”
“Wicked girl.” He sounded so pleased by her response.
She sighed in relief when his hand slid between her thighs, fingers applying the perfect pressure over the spot where she ached. While she rocked against his palm, his tongue plunged into her mouth over and over. Mindless, her arousal gaining intensity, she rubbed her clit against his hand. With the barrier of her clothes between them, equal parts frustration and delight prompted the incoherent sounds coming from her throat. At last she could take it no more.
“Damn it, Paul,” she panted, her desperation giving her voice a shrill edge.
He lifted his head and regarded her from beneath his thick dark lashes. “What?”
Even as she struggled to find the words to tell him what she wanted, he sent his fingers skimming beneath the waistband of her yoga pants and followed the neat landing strip to where she burned. The pleasure was so overwhelming that she huffed out a laugh to relieve some of the strain of keeping her delight bottled up.
“I was just thinking that I should’ve waxed an arrow to point the way for you.”
It was the first thing that popped into her head and one corner of his lips kicked up in a mocking salute.
“Baby, I know exactly where I’m going.” Even before he finished speaking, he stroked through her hot core.
The move left her just enough breath for an awestruck curse. “Damn.”
“You’re incredible,” he murmured, raking his teeth over her lower lip. “I can’t believe how wet you are. That’s so damn sexy.”
He stroked his fingers through her slippery wetness, whispering his admiration, letting her know how much he appreciated her. Moaning, she shifted her hips, wanting his fingers inside her. The building pressure was almost too much to bear.
“Please,” she panted, gathering a handful of his silky blond hair and tugging. “Make me come.”
“My pleasure.”
She shuddered in anticipation as he dropped to his knees and dragged her yoga pants and panties down her thighs. A moment later he leaned forward and drew his tongue along the seam that hid her sex from him. Lia’s muscles failed her and she would’ve collapsed without his supportive grip.
“Hold on,” he warned, a smile in his voice as his tongue speared into the heart of her.
An old commercial played through her head as Paul drove her excitement still higher. How many licks does it take to get Lia off? One. Two. Three. Just that fast she found herself coming. The speed and intensity of her climax blew her mind.
“Paul...” She threw her head back and welcomed the orgasm that blasted through her. Curses fell from her lips at the intensity of the p
leasure.
“Wow,” he murmured, trailing kisses across her abdomen as her muscles quaked with aftershocks. “You are a firecracker.”
Not surprising since she’d had a week of foreplay to prime the pump. To her dismay, he reached down and slid her pants back into place before getting to his feet.
