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I skyrocketed upward, my whole body tingling, my core hot and throbbing between my legs. Sighs and moans escaped my throat, lingering in the air around us, above us, as if they’d come from somewhere else.

Fire. Sparks. Electricity.

It was all here. All now. All around our bodies.

I closed my eyes as he continued to tug on my nipple. His fingers found the other one, and he touched it lightly first and then squeezed it.

I squeezed my thighs together, trying to hold in the wondrous feeling, my blood boiling like liquid gold in my veins.

When his mouth left my nipple, I opened my eyes, whimpering at the loss.

“Everything okay?” he asked.

I nodded. “Yes.”

“You sure?”

“It feels good, Ryan. It feels…more than good.”

He smiled. “Good. You deserve more than good. You deserve the best.”

I had it. Right here, naked beside me, was the best. Ryan Steel. He was the best.

He kissed my nipple and then went lower, gliding his lips over my abdomen, down to my vulva. He inhaled.

“You smell amazing, baby. Vanilla and musk.”

My thighs were still squeezed together. He nudged them apart. “Open for me. Please. I won’t hurt you.”

I willed my body to relax once more, and I opened my legs. I was bared to him now, the moonlight shining upon my most secret place.

A place no man had been.

No man save this one.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he said. “Beautiful everywhere. Beautiful down here.”

I sighed and then jerked when he slid his fingers through the folds of my pussy.

“And wet. God, you’re so fucking wet.”

I didn’t doubt it. I’d never imagined anything could feel this good. This…right.

“Don’t be frightened,” he said. “I want to taste you.”

I nodded.

When his tongue touched my clit, my whole body jolted. Was that an orgasm? I had no way of knowing. The sensation was intense, vibrant. Nearly sent me whirling. But when he slid his tongue through my folds and then clamped back onto my clit, I knew what I’d felt before had been nothing.

This was only getting better.

I closed my eyes, lifted my hips off the bed. His damp hair wet my thighs. Or was that my own juices?

God, I had no idea. Didn’t care.

“Let me show you the world, baby,” he said. “Let me make you come.”

I hadn’t already? Well, he would know. I had gone past the point of resistance. “No” wasn’t a word my lips could form anymore.

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