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She leaned forward, long and golden-skinned, and took me into her mouth. My muscles clamped.
She lifted her head. “No?”
“Yes.” I cupped her face, guided her back down. “Holy Dark Lady, yes.”
She wrapped her hand around the base and gave me a few tentative licks. Was this another new experience for her?
Whatever. I couldn’t think, not with her tongue exploring my most sensitive skin. She probed the crown with the tip, swiped it over the slit. Then, thanks be to the sex gods, she sucked the whole thing into her mouth.
I groaned.
She gave a hum of pleasure and sucked harder. I stood her uncertain exploration as long as I could, then speared my fingers into her silky hair.
“Deeper,” I said in a harsh voice.
Her eyes met mine. Even with her mouth full with me, I sensed her enjoyment. In all our previous sexual encounters, I’d been the one in control, but now, she was the one with the power.
And she liked it.
I’d created a monster. But who cared when the monster had such a hot, wet, talented mouth?
She set a hand on my leg and took me so deep I touched the back of her throat.
“That’s it.” I waited, stomach muscles tensed, to see if she’d do it again.
She tightened her grip on my thigh and bobbed her head again. Taking even more of me, slow and deep, her gaze locked on mine.
I kept my hands in her hair, guiding her head but letting her set the pace. “That feels so fucking amazing. I’m this close to losing control.”
She lifted her head, but didn’t stop stroking me. “Maybe I want you to lose control.” She squeezed harder.
Yeah, I’d definitely created a monster.
“Not without you.” With a truly heroic effort, I lifted her up and set her on my thighs. I hated to put on protection, but I did, grabbing a condom from my wallet and rolling it on.
Zoe raised up enough to allow me room, then settled back onto me, her nipples tight and wet from my kisses, her thighs open and on either side of mine. Her pussy was slick, swollen.
She rubbed herself against me in time to the music, a slow, erotic-as-hell dance.
I groaned deep in my throat, and she slanted me a look from beneath her bangs. The look of a woman coming into her power, thrilled and knowing.
My heart punched in my chest.
Mine.
I gripped her hips. “Ride me.”
She lifted up, took me in her hand. Our gazes met, clung. She lowered herself in an agonizing slide that seemed to last forever.
Then I was seated deep inside her.
Blood roared in my ears.
I rocked my hips, needing to go deeper still. We started to move together in a perfect rhythm. I brought my hands to her breasts, pinching and teasing.
She made a sexy little sound of pleasure and let her head drop back, her dark hair spilling around her shoulders.
Time slowed. I stared up at her, drinking in her absorbed expression. She’d given herself up to passion—to me—and I couldn’t look away.
