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His mouth covered hers. His kiss was soft and exploring, but the moment she opened for him, it changed to fire. Deep and hot, he devoured her mouth, and she closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of being consumed.

He’d filled her fantasies in the weeks she’d sought mental escape during her recovery, then she had him for one wild, reckless encounter. All that time, he was a stranger.

Now, she’d had a few intense days to get to know him. While his touch had thrilled her that first night, this was different. This wasn’t simply satisfying physical desire.

Chris Flyte was so much more now than the embodiment of rescuer. He was the man who’d bought her a Christmas tree because he knew she needed an emotional break. The man who’d held her when she was scared and who’d protected her and reminded her that it didn’t matter if the man who’d orchestrated her abduction was Rafiq or not.

He was risking everything that was important to him by being with her. His reputation. His career. Even his freedom.

She ran her hands over his hard chest and found the buttons on his shirt, popping them open one by one. He wore a tight undershirt beneath, and as much as he looked good in the muscle-hugging garment, she wanted to touch and taste his skin.

He chuckled at her urgent tugging on the hem and shifted to remove her from his lap so he could slip out of the sleeves of the button-down and then peel the undershirt over his head.

Damn, he was beautiful. Smooth, dark brown skin over hard muscles. His pecs were firm, his biceps thick.

She licked a nipple and ran her mouth upward to his collarbone as her fingers traced all his lovely, lovely muscles. She nipped and licked and touched, and her hand found his belt and worked the buckle.

She wanted to go down on him. To give him selfless pleasure.

She licked her lips as she opened his fly. He let out a soft growl and kissed her hard as she reached into his briefs and stroked his thick cock.

She ended the kiss and slid to the floor in front of him. He spread his legs to accommodate her, and she felt a flush of excitement as she wrapped her hand around him and stroked up and down. She raised her gaze to take in the full picture. Beautiful, shirtless, muscled man. A smattering of hair with a thin line leading downward. His slacks open to allow his heavy cock to jut from a nest of dark curls.

“You are so fucking beautiful.”

His reply came out rasped. “I was going to say the same to you. Just missing one thing.” He tugged at her shirt hem, pulling it up. “Lose this.”

She released him and doffed the long-sleeved top.

He fingered a beige bra strap. “And the bra.”

She leaned forward and licked his cock from base to tip as she reached behind with both hands to unhook her bra.

“Jesus, that is so fucking hot.”

She smiled and took him in both hands after tossing the bra aside. Now they were both topless. There was something so incredibly arousing about this position and the way he looked down at her as she touched him.

She could live in this moment forever. Aching with want, body suffused with pleasure at knowing what she was about to have.

Him.

He reached for her breasts, and she leaned forward to put her body within his reach. She then held his gaze as she licked him, only breaking contact when she tipped her head to take him into her mouth. He filled her, thick and hot. Slick against her tongue.

She sucked lightly, then opened wide and took him to the back of her throat. He groaned and squeezed her breasts, lightly pinching her nipples as she sucked and stroked and tasted.

He thickened further in her mouth. Pleasure surged through her. She’d fantasized about this more than once since their brief time together. She’d left that night before she could make him come in her mouth. She was going to make up for that now.

His fingers threaded through her hair as he began to lose the edge of his control. “Babe, I’m going to—” He panted while his hips bucked. “God. Babe. You’re going to make me come. If you don’t want me in your mouth, you’d better—”

She released him, but only long enough to say, “This is how I want you. Let me have my fun.” Then she took him deep again, one hand wrapped around his cock and the other cupping his balls.

He laughed, then let out a pleasured groan around the words, “Yes, ma’am.”

He stopped fighting her then. She felt his body relax as he gave in to the pleasure she was eager to give him.

The feel of him in her mouth as his fingers grazed her scalp was wildly hot. His powerful body coiled with tension, on the brink of release as she sucked and stroked with more vigor.

He let out a sharp groan as his entire body stilled, then bucked, and she felt warm pressure in the back of her throat.

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