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His groan filled her ears like a symphony, bringing both joy and deep emotional satisfaction. Yeah, he’d promised her a couple of dozen orgasms, but she’d like to give him just as many. Not to win the game, but because she wanted him to feel as good as possible.
As good as he made her feel. That deep-seated desire to put his needs first hit her in a wave. Zoe’s heart tumbled. Not in sexual reaction, although there was plenty of that swirling through her body, but for the first time in her life, in emotional connection.
Impatient now, she pulled her hands from his pants and, feeling her way to her objective, tugged at his belt. Before she could figure out which way was which, Dex’s hand covered hers.
“Wait,” he commanded.
“Now,” she demanded.
“Naked.”
Zoe let go of his leather belt and reached for the buttons on the front of the babydoll-style dress she’d changed into after her shower.
“Let me,” he said, his hands stilling her fingers again. His hands on her waist, he guided her backward. The back of her thighs hit the higher-than-normal mattress. Obeying his unspoken command, Zoe sat.
She ran her tongue over her lips, her mouth suddenly dry with nerves. It didn’t feel like an easy game anymore. Oh, she still felt like she was going to win. But the stakes had just been raised. Her heart told her they might be out of her reach, that winning might cost her more than she’d been willing to bet.
The backs of his fingers brushed the sides of her breasts as he unbuttoned her dress. Zoe waited for a caress, but none came. When he reached the last button, he gently pushed the silky fabric off her shoulders. She sucked in her stomach. Why was it so much more intimidating having someone look at you half-naked when you couldn’t see their expression, she wondered. Zoe heard his intake of breath.
A soft gust of air preceded his mouth as he pressed a tiny trail of kisses over the tops of her breasts, featured to their fullest in her favorite lacy black push-up bra.
Her nipples puckered against the suddenly scratchy lace, need making them ache. He unsnapped the front hook with a tiny snick, unwrapping her swelling mounds in gentle, almost reverent moves.
She arched her back. Dex ignored her silent plea, though. Instead, he cupped his hands under her hips, urging her back to her feet. Zoe stood, her legs still against the bed. She felt it give and realized he’d climbed onto the mattress behind her.
His fingers tangled in her hair, gathering it at her nape and moving it aside.
She felt his breath first.
The moist heat made her shiver, despite its warmth. Zoe’s heart skipped double time as his other hand trailed, ever so softly, down her arm. As his fingers trailed over the back of her hand, then up the sensitive skin of her inner arm, he brushed gentle, teasing kisses over her nape and down her spine between her shoulder blades. He curled both hands around the sides of her waist, then slid them up to cup her breasts. His fingers traced a delicate, torturous design around her nipples. No pressure, just a soft wispy sort of teasing that made her want to scream.
Zoe locked her knees to keep her legs from sagging.
He shifted, his hands sliding down her sides in a gentle dance as his mouth trailed down her spine. His lips reached the small of her back at the same time his palms arched around her pelvic bones. The tips of his fingers brushed the curls sheltering her damp, aching center.
Blindfolded, Zoe’s senses were all attuned to his fingers, to the warmth of his mouth as he kissed the sensitive curve of her back. She could feel his breath, the sweet pressure of his fingers as they slowly slid through the silky curls between her legs. Zoe mewled a tiny cry of pleasure as his fingers pressed against the wet, swollen bud between her thighs.
Before she could do more than shudder with pleasure, though, he shifted. Startled, she gasped as his hands swung her around, the movement putting her off balance without sight. Her back landed on the mattress with a soft bump, her thighs automatically spreading to welcome his weight as he kneed between them.
Instead of a gentle teasing, his fingers tweaked and tormented her turgid nipples. Zoe sank her own fingers into his thick hair, using the soft strands to guide his head up to hers. Feeling his breath on her face, she lifted her head and instinctively found his mouth with her own.
Their tongues tangled in a wild dance. His hands left her breasts. From the sound of rustling fabric, the soft thuds against the carpeted floor, Zoe knew he was stripping. She released his hair to let her own hands explore the delicious hardness of his chest. She smoothed her hands even lower and with a little growl of appreciation, discovered he’d shucked his pants, as well.
Before she could avail herself of the naked treat her fingers were reaching for, he shifted. She held her breath, waiting to feel where he’d go, what he’d do next. His mouth joined his hands on her breasts, tongue swirling, then nipping. Zoe arched her back, pleasure exploding through her body like a power surge.
