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later, one day when she knew him better, trusted him more.
    For now, this was for her.
    He held out a hand.
    She hesitated for a second then took it.
    He pulled her forward until she straddled his hips and pressed her hands to his chest to find her balance.
    “Soren? What are you doing?”
    “This way, you’re in control.” He slid his hands over her hips and settled them there. “You control what you want, when you want it, how you want it.”
    Her lips parted, a light sparking in her eyes. “Really?”
    He nudged his hips up, his cock brushing against her. “You’re the boss, cara .”
    She shimmied her hips, testing. Soren gritted his teeth and kept his smile on his face. He wouldn’t ruin this for her. He wouldn’t, damn it.
    She moved again, gaining speed and confidence. Each move rubbed against his cock, sending him out of his mind. “ Cara .” The word was little more than a growl. “You’re going to kill me.”
    Now she stilled, studying his face. “Poor baby.”
    The teasing jibe made him freeze. He suspected she’d never, ever been comfortable enough in a situation like this to joke. He studied her pretty face, absorbing every detail. “You going to take pity on a drowning man?”
    “Maybe.” She scraped her nails down his chest. “I’m not sure how.”
    He gripped her hips and lifted her up. “Are you wet? Ready for me?”
    Her mouth opened. “I…I don’t know.”
    “Touch yourself.”
    Light flared in her eyes and a flood of color filled her cheeks. But one of her hands slid down her belly, into her tidy thatch of hair. She moaned, her head dropping back.
    “Tell me,” he urged, his voice breaking.
    “I’m drenched. For you.”
    Dio . He sucked air into his straining lungs. “Hold my cock.”
    She trembled but her hand moved, circled him.
    “Good girl. Now fit the tip against you.”
    She did, the hard head of him rubbing against the moist part of her.
    “It’s all you now, Skye. Whenever you’re ready—”
    She sank down on him.
    Soren threw his head back and groaned. She was so damn tight and hot and wet.
    “Too full,” she panted.
    “Just right. Just wait, give your body time to adjust. Then you can move. Whatever feels good, cara .”
    She gave the tiniest move of her hips. Another. Soren’s hands twisted in the sheets. He wasn’t going to survive this.
    Then she gained confidence. She moved in a small rhythm, rocking against him. The jiggle of her breasts, the flex of muscles in her belly drove him closer to the edge he’d been riding ever since he’d tasted her.
    “Soren.” Just his name, said on a long breath that turned into a husky whimper.
    “Ride, cara . Whenever you’re ready. Harder. Faster.”
    She picked up her pace, and started to rise and fall. She slid up and down on his cock, making everything inside him tighten.
    The look on her face was enough to send Soren skidding to the edge of release. She was completely lost in her pleasure, taking what she wanted. But he refused to come before she found her release.
    He slid a hand across her belly, between her thighs. He found the tight little nub. Worked it between his fingers.
    “Soren!”
    Her gaze was on him, wild, frightened. But excited. Another flick and orgasm hit her. She arched back and her body clamped down on his, milking him hard.
    His roar merged with her cry and filled the room. He spilled himself inside her in a violent rush.

Chapter Six
    Skye snuggled deeper into Soren’s arms. She enjoyed the glowing sensation in her body and the protective intimacy of being held by a man who’d just made her feel amazing.
    Making love with Soren had been…mind-blowing. She smiled to herself, turning her face into his strong arm. She hadn’t known it could be like that. That she could be like that.
    Soren stirred, shifting restlessly. Her smile melted away. “Are you okay?” A thought flashed into her head. “You didn’t enjoy it?”
    “Skye.” He turned her to face him, his arms sliding around