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But fuck it.
Their mouths still joined, he gently pushed her back onto the blanket.
She pulled away to stare up at him in surprise. “I thought…”
“There are other things we can do.”
“Other things?” She licked her lips. “Won’t that be frustrating?”
He kissed his way down her soft neck, rubbing his lips against her nape, and then the delicate hollow. “Not for you, honey.”
Her warm body stiffened the tiniest bit. “You don’t have to…”
“Oh yeah,” he whispered as he reached for her sweater, pushing it up. “I definitely do.”
With a soft sigh, she relaxed. She lifted up enough for him to push the sweater up and off her, gently freeing her long, silky hair. He’d already half-removed her bra, and he gave her a wolfish smile as she reached around to unclasp it and pull it off.
Then he looked down, his mouth going wet with need at the sight of those beautiful breasts, full and high, the nipples hard and tempting. “You are beautiful, Meg.”
Her back arched up toward his touch. Joe knew what she wanted, and he wanted it, too, wanted to suck and taste and nibble. But he’d always been the Santori who savored anticipation. So, he kissed her neck again, gliding his tongue and his teeth over her collarbone, rubbing his cheek against her soft hair.
She was moaning by the time he tasted his way to the top of her breast, and her fingers tightened in his hair as he licked his way across to the other. Circling the tip, he heard her pants and tiny cries, and knew exactly when she’d reached her limit. Without warning, he moved to her hard nipple and sucked it hard, his tongue flicking and circling it.
“Oh, God,” she moaned, arching reflexively up.
Every deep pull of his mouth elicited one of those arches, and he knew she was feeling that intensity all the way down her body. Which was exactly where he intended to go.
Although he loved pleasuring her like this, he wanted to do so much more. He moved down, reaching for the button of her pants. Meg lifted her curvy hips to give him access as he unzipped and pushed the black slacks down. He got them only low enough to slip his hand inside, knowing he had to touch her or die. Unable to draw out the intensity, he slid his fingers into the slick crease between her thighs. “God, you’re so wet.”
And God did he hate himself for not bringing the condom. He was rock hard, aching to sink his cock into all that heat.
“Oh please,” she said with a groan.
Joe slid a finger into her tight opening, sliding it in and out to make room for another, wondering how she would take him when they finally did this the right way.
He quickly shoved that thought aside. She was so damn wet, he would have no trouble carving out a place for himself inside her. He thrust harder, in and out, palming her pubic bone as he fucked her in the only way he could. She met every thrust, and the way she twisted told him where she wanted that ultimate touch.
Knowing she was about to explode, Joe found her hard little clit with his thumb, circling and stroking it. Within seconds, Meg shuddered from head to toe and screamed.
God, the woman had been wound so tight she’d come almost immediately. But Joe wasn’t done yet. He wasn’t going to deprive himself, and had to satisfy his hunger one way since he couldn’t do it another.
She was still gasping as he moved lower, shoving her pants down so he could kneel between her legs. Then he buried his face in that sweet spot he wanted so much, breathing through her silky black panties, inhaling the heady musk of a woman in the throes of sexual pleasure and exhaling warm breaths that he knew would keep her on edge.
She gasped. “Joe! I already…”
“I know. Let’s go for two, okay?”
“You don’t have to.”
“The hell I don’t,” he said as he nudged the fabric down with his mouth until his lips brushed the pretty thatch of hair, nearly intoxicated by that hot Meg-scent, so sweet, so sexy, so hot. As his tongue found her clit and circled it, Meg collapsed back in a heap, arching toward his mouth, beautifully greedy and still so damn wet.
She tasted like heaven and he thought he could die a happy man if his life ended while he was pleasuring her like this. Not to mention pleasuring himself.
He couldn’t be inside her like he wanted to, but that didn’t seem to matter. Because with his face buried between her thighs, eating her like it was his job, he felt his own climax burst over him like an explosion of fireworks. And though he wasn’t some damn teenager, and hadn’t come in his pants since high school, the relief was so great he couldn’t even bring himself to care.
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“Time for some payback,” Meg whispered out loud the next afternoon as she parked near The Red Doors. She didn’t know which terrified her more: the idea of walking back into the place and speaking to the owner, or shopping for the kind of wicked lingerie she wanted but had never work, much less owned.
