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Another stroke of his tongue, and then more. Moans tumbled from my lips, and when he suckled my clit into his mouth, my body tried to buck clear off the table.

His lips and tongue drove me higher. It could have been seconds or minutes when I neared the edge of the precipice.

I was so close.

Rightthere.

Then he pulled away.

“No!” I cried, reaching for him, trying to pull him back with my hands on his firm, bare shoulders. The man was immovable.

“Hands over your head, Raven,” he said, so close to my needy flesh that every word vibrated against me.

Reluctantly, I obeyed.

He turned his attention to my slit, slowly dragging his tongue between my wet lips over and over again, keeping me teetering on the edge, but never plummeting over.

Sweat beaded on my brow. I was no longer breathing. I was panting, like I was in the middle of a 10K marathon. I tried to press myself more firmly against him, but his grip on my hips held me captive. I tried to wrap my legs around him to pull him closer, but he didn’t budge an inch.

His tongue dipped inside me, slowly, languidly exploring me. It seemed there was more than one kind of torture he was an expert at inflicting.

“Nico, please, I’m going to die if you keep this up.”

“Never,” he said confidently, gliding his tongue up to my clit.

The world exploded in a kaleidoscope of sensation that burst out all the way to my fingertips.

Like the tiny glittering pieces, I seemed to float back down onto the table. So caught up in the aftershocks of an earth-shattering orgasm, I felt disconnected from reality. Floating. Existing in a haze of bliss.

Until I felt the hard, thick head of Nico’s cock at my entrance. Instantly, fresh heat blazed to life inside me. One hand at the base of his cock, he guided himself in slowly. My pussy pulsed, clenching, trying to draw him in.

I could see the muscles twitching in his jaw, but he wouldn’t be hurried. He stretched and filled me one slow inch at a time. When there wasn’t a molecule of space left inside me, he stilled, his gaze locked with mine.

“I love you, Raven,” he said, jaw still clenched tight as he drew back until only the tip of him remained inside me.

He drove back in with one hard thrust, his gaze never leaving mine.

“I love you too, Nico,” I said as he withdrew and plunged again.

I couldn’t look away. Mesmerized, I could see every side of him in his emerald gaze, from the kindhearted man to the lethal killer to the man who’d risked his own life to save mine. He could have died today. At one point, I thought he had.

“I want to touch you,” I whispered, my throat clogged with the fear I’d felt and the relief that had come after. Even more than the chiseled planes of his body, I needed to feel his heart beating and his lungs doing their work. I needed to feel himalive.

He nodded, and I reached for him, sliding my hands down his pecs. His heartbeat thumped steadily against my fingers, and his chest rose and fell in the same fast rhythm as mine.

As if he’d restrained himself for as long as he could, Nico lunged for me then, picking up his pace as he devoured my lips.

He propped himself with one hand beside my head, and the other hand moved, sliding down my neck, palming my breasts and catching my nipples between his fingers. Just as his lips had done, he touched me everywhere, and everywhere he touched ignited, feeding the fire that was blazing in my core.

I felt out of control, my body racing headlong for the precipice. No matter how much I wanted to wait for him, I couldn’t slow it down.

“Nico,” I screamed, begging him to jump with me as the first shocks of my orgasm shot through every fiber of my being.

He stilled deep inside me with a groan that sounded like it had been ripped from his chest as his cock pulsed through spurt after spurt of his own release.

With our gazes locked, we fastened the moment in time, freezing it and capturing it before it slipped between our fingers. We remained motionless for a long while.

Nico was the first to move. He pulled me up, but he stayed inside me. He wrapped an arm around me to keep me upright, while the other hand moved across my forehead, down my cheek, and across my lips.

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