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She had no idea what she was missing and how much it would get the juices flowing in her body to the point she was afraid she was going to come on the first touch of anything between her legs.

He only chuckled at her. He didn’t often say much and less when he was embarrassed.

Her hands went up and ran over his chest. She had to feel it to see if it was real.

Yep, real muscle. Real man.

Damn.

Her mouth moved forward for a quick taste. He smelled of a fresh green spring and tasted of cleanness. As if he’d showered before he arrived as she had.

It was one of those things they had in common with their jobs and always cleaning up when they weren’t doing it. Like the minute they weren’t doing it anymore.

Her tongue swirled around his nipple, and it puckered a little, some goosebumps building along his chest with it, her hand moving to the button on his jeans.

He stopped her though. “Not yet,” he said. “Why don’t we even the score first?”

His large hands lifted her shirt up and over her chest, then found the hook on her bra and undid it. She was sucked in pretty tight as she always felt her boobs were too big and never wanted them to be moving around.

“You’ve got a lot more than I thought,” he said. “Why do you torture yourself and wear something so tight?”

“I’m used to it,” she said. She wanted something sexier than a sports bra that she normally had on but didn’t want to come off as if she was trying to seduce him with sexy clothing either. That could be another time.

His hands were massaging her now, his rough thumbs grazing her nipples and it felt as if electrodes shot through her body and were going to turn her to a puddle on the floor any minute.

“I don’t think you’re very steady on your feet right now,” he said, picking her up as if she weighed nothing and putting her on the bed. He made quick work of pulling her jeans off too but left her little white lace panties on.

He barely glanced at them, she could see, his eyes more focused on her breasts.

It gave her a warning before his mouth settled on a nipple and tugged it into his mouth, his tongue moving around and sucking, his thumb and finger playing with the other.

He kept switching it up and her hips were lifting against him.

“Carter,” she said. “I know you’re used to moving slow and all, but I’m not sure how much I can take of it.”

It’s like he didn’t hear her though and kept doing it so she decided to take matters into her own hands.

By puttinghimin her hands!

The minute her hands started to slide into his jeans, he scooted down her body and out of her grasp, then placed light kisses on her over her panties.

She was dripping wet, she knew she was. She was pretty sure he knew it too.

One finger slid under the edge of the lace and touched her and almost sent her shooting off the bed.

“If you do that again, I’m going to come,” she said. He lifted his head and looked at her. “I’m serious. I’m that worked up.”

He must have taken her word and removed her underwear, spread her wide and dove into her as if it were a pie-eating contest.

She screamed out as he pulled her swollen bud into his mouth and sucked so hard it felt as if the orgasm was coming from every nerve in her body.

Her hands were in his hair and holding him into place while he continued to make a feast out of her.

She thought for sure he’d stop, but he wasn’t. He was moving his mouth everywhere all over her. Tasting and licking and she was worked up to let go again.

It was as if he knew it andfinallymoved off of her.

When he was lowering his jeans, she turned and reached for the box of condoms, got one out and tossed it to him.

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