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The perfect kiss.

She sighed into his mouth, let her tongue entwine with his. She thrust her hands into his silky hair, let it flow through her fingers. So soft, like silk fringe—and beautiful, tousled, and sexy like the rest of him.

His groan vibrated against her lips and gums. The pressure of his lips increased, and he kissed her as though he wanted to devour her right then and there.

Without thinking, she stepped backward, backward, until the back of her legs hit the side of her bed. She sat, pulling him with her, until they were lying, him on top, still kissing with the frantic desire of new lovers.

His lips left her mouth and crept over her cheek to her ear. “I want to give you pleasure, Amber. I want to show you how good I can make you feel.”

Yes, yes, yes, she said in her mind. Her sex pulsed between her legs. Her nipples tightened into buds so hard she was sure they’d freeze and fall off. They ached for his lips, his teeth, his tongue. She wanted to rip off her clothes and climb on top of him.

His strong hands roamed over her shoulders, across the swell of her breasts still covered by clothing. Fingers fumbled at the waistband of her jeans, and soon he was tugging them over her hips.

“Is this okay?” he whispered.

She nodded.

“Naughty girl. No panties.”

She let out a soft laugh. “I was in a hurry.”

He tossed her jeans on the floor. She lay, her body taut and full of tension, tight as a bowstring, her breasts and shoulders still covered, but naked from the waist down.

He touched her clit, and she nearly shattered right there. He rubbed her softly, moved downward into her folds.

“Mmm. So wet for me, baby.”

Her body thrummed to the point she was sure he could hear the low purr. She thrashed her head from side to side on her rumpled comforter.

His fingers picked up speed, just a little, and he eased one inside of her while his thumb circled her clit.

She sighed.

“You like that, baby? Do I make you feel good?”

She closed her eyes, basked in the warmth covering her body, the desire flowing through her veins. “Yes, yes. Just like that, Harper.”

“Mmm. You’re beautiful. I need to taste you.”

When his lips replaced his thumb on her clit, she soared to the ceiling. It had been a long time since anyone had made her feel this good. She wasn’t sure anyone ever had, truth be told.

Sensation after sensation bombarded her body.

“God, baby, you’re so sweet,” he said against her folds, his breath a soft caress.

He continued to stroke the inside of her with his finger, and he added another as his tongue worked the rest of her flesh. She tangled her fingers in his hair, moving her hips against him, guiding his mouth in the right rhythm.

The spasms started in her clit, rocked through her wet channel, and spread up into her torso and then outward to her arms and legs until even her toes tingled. She flew, she danced, she soared, all without leaving the bed.

“That’s right, baby, come for me.” Harper thrust his fingers in and out of her in a racing rhythm matching her breaths.

“God, oh God,” she heard herself scream. “Good. So good!”

When she finally floated downward, encased in pure nirvana, she opened her eyes. His head was still between her legs, his lips and chin glistening with her cream. She couldn’t speak. Could barely move her head.

He smiled, his brown eyes glowing. “Again,” he said, and he went back to work.

Chapter Eight

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