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She laughed. “You wouldn’t have to close your eyes. There’s nothing to see.”

“Yes, there is. I’ve felt it in the dark.”

“It won’t be dark in here for a very long time.”

He lay on his back and folded his hands over his stomach. “I’ll wait.”

“No, you won’t.” Considering it a challenge, she pulled out her braid, brushed her flowing hair over his hips and drew his cock into her mouth. She tongued the soft tip and tickled his balls with a fingernail.

He grabbed her arms. “That’s unfair.”

“Are you calling a foul?”

He gave her a long, controlling kiss and then shook his head. “There are no rules here, so it can’t be.”

“Then don’t interrupt me when I’m just getting started.”

He lay back and raised his hands in surrender. “I love your idea of therapy.”

“I believe you’ve said that, but when you write the recommendation you promised, you mustn’t be specific.” She rolled his cock between her palms to make him grow even harder. “You’re a particularly responsive client.” She bent down to give him a slow, teasing lick. “You’ve also got a lot to respond with.”

“I could come just listening to you.”

“Let’s try it sometime when we’re in a crowd, and you won’t be able to let even an eyebrow twitch.”

“This is already torture. Sit on my hips.”

She straddled him but sat across his thighs and pinched his nipples. “I like tall men. There’s so much more to love.”

“What a coincidence, I like tall women.” He stroked her thighs and rubbed her clit gently. When she leaned down to kiss him, he held her so tight she couldn’t get away. “I’d unhook your bra, but it would spoil the mood.”

She leaned over to open the drawer in the nightstand and grabbed a condom. “I’ve got great legs; let it go at that.”

He relaxed his embrace so she could sit up. “You’re great all over. Stay on top.”

She ran her fingertips down his abs. “I like the view from here.”

“It’s not nearly as good as mine.”

With h

is smile and accent, he was utterly convincing no matter what he said. She wanted to believe he actually meant it too. She licked her lips and savored every second they were together. “I want all your posters.”

“They’re four, and I’ll give you two of each.” His voice was low and husky.

She ripped open the condom and flung the wrapper aside. She unrolled it down his cock and smoothed the silky tip along her vulva. “This feels so good.” She raised up on her knees and took him in slowly without taking her eyes from his. Deeper and deeper until their bodies were flush, fused with a delicious heat.

She leaned back, and he rested his hands on her hips. Stretched to a luscious fullness, she swayed above him. He moved beneath her in a slow, gentle rocking.

His pleasure glowed in his dark eyes, reminding her he was nothing like her blue-eyed boyfriends. They’d been overgrown children who knew the mechanics but possessed none of the affectionate finesse Santos lavished on her. Now she was so spoiled, there was no going back.

He caught her hands and laced his fingers in hers to guide her subtle moves. She took her time, making each shift of her hips sing along his shaft. He held back, but his breathing quickened, and she wouldn’t tease him. She held still and flexed her inner muscles, challenging him to take them both over the edge. He pulled her down on his chest and rolled her beneath him.

“Does this exercise have a name?” he asked.

She answered with a deep kiss rather than make up one. He knew exactly how to align their bodies so his strokes brushed her very soul. She came with a grateful sigh, and he delved deep to find his own joy. His weight was a comforting burden, but when he moved away she was too content to complain, until he tickled her toes. She pulled her foot away, but he grabbed her ankle.

He trailed kisses up her calf. “You have the most beautiful legs.” He licked her knee. “Your skin is such a pretty shade.”

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