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I grip him tighter as he slides a hand between us and undoes the button of his jeans as his mouth continues to explore and his other hand kneads the globe of my breast. An exquisite ache pulses in my lower back.

God, that feels so good.

I purr my encouragement as I struggle to release him from his jeans.

He brings his head up at the sound, and before I have a chance to complain, he leans up and yanks his jeans down his legs and kicks them off.

I wrap my fingers around him, and he places his hand over mine to halt my motion.

“Hannah.” My name falls from his lips in a lusty plea, and I love the effect my touch has on him.

I bear up and take his mouth, and he releases my hand. He is hard and ready. I grip him with one hand as I stroke him firmly with the other. Running the nail of my finger down the hard ridge from top to base. He twitches in my fist, and his breath catches as he watches me.

“Hannah,” he rasps again as his hands drop to my shoulders, gripping me tightly, and he stares into my eyes.

He wants permission.

I dart my tongue out and lick his bottom lip as I continue to stroke him.

“Yes,” I murmur, and the heat in his eyes as he watches me nearly sets us both ablaze.

He groans, and his hands fist my hair. I fall back to the pillows and mutter unintelligible sentences as his mouth finds my breast again. I can sense that he is holding back as he takes his time.

Frustrated, I begin to move my hips with the rhythm of my hand.

There’s nothing left between us when he starts to kiss his way down my body at a maddeningly slow pace. Stroking and caressing every exposed inch until I’m a desperate, quivering wreck.

When he reaches my rib cage, he stops at the lotus flower tattoo just below my left breast.

“I wondered if this was a flower,” he murmurs before placing a kiss on the ink.

“What? How did you know I had a tattoo?” I ask.

His eyes snap up to mine, and he grins.

“Brannigan Prince, you did see me naked through that window, didn’t you?”

He doesn’t answer. He slides his hands to my thighs and presses them apart.

“You scoundrel,” I cry as I let my legs fall open for him.

He growls low and deep in his throat when he finds my core wet and ready for him. He rakes a callous finger across me and then brings it to his lips and licks it clean.

I watch his face as he looks at me, completely bare to him. His breathing speeds up, and then he groans my name before I feel his mouth on me.

He spreads me apart with his fingers, and his tongue starts to explore my intimate flesh.

I arch up as I cling to him.

“Yes. Right there,” I moan.

Desire ripples down my spine as I bring my eyes to watch him devour me.

I cry out his name as he nips at my clit with his teeth, and my hips involuntarily jump in his hold.

Every nerve ending in my body ignites, and pleasure twists and knots inside of me as he inserts a finger and starts to curl in and out, hitting the perfect spot.

He takes his time in using his mouth, tongue, and hands to drive me into a frenzy.

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