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then took an erect peak into his hot mouth. He coaxed her into a frenzy. She writhed above him, her mouth gaping open in pleasure.
    Through a haze of lust, Elise glanced down at Harry. His fingers spread a delicious fire through her veins, and his mouth left trails of wet heat. She was practically naked atop him, a pale goddess of desire in the moonlight.
    It’s not fair , she thought suddenly.
    With that vague thought, she began to tear open his jacket. Sensing her intent, Harry obliged by shrugging out of his coat and vest. Then, with fumbling fingers, he unbuttoned his shirt. Elise greedily spread her open palms over his broad chest. The smooth skin rippled with muscle, every inch taut. She helped him pull off the shirt and then pressed her bare chest to his. The feeling of her tight nipples against the heat of his chest spiked her desire even further. She began to pull at the buckle of his belt. Elise leaned over him with a wicked gleam in her eye.
    “Now it’s my turn to give you something you won’t ever forget,” she murmured huskily at his ear.
    Harry chuckled. It was a deep, throaty sound.
    “Minx,” he grunted.
    The rest of his words were cut off in a gasp as Elise’s cool fingers found him, throbbing, straining to be pulled free. He hadn’t thought he could get any stiffer—until she began to use her skillful hands. With a sigh, he fell bonelessly back against his seat. She was relentlessly amazing, and he felt pleasure bubbling up so quickly that he was afraid he would burst from the sensation.
    With a grunt, he grabbed Elise by the waist and swung her around so that she lay flat on her back against the seat. She blinked up at him in surprise. She took in his flushed face and deep breaths, and her gaze became smug.
    “Too fast for you?” she needled.
    Harry nudged her thighs apart with his knee as he leaned in to drag his teeth across her collarbone. Then, he hooked one of her knees over his hip and nudged forward. Elise felt a deliciously warm tingle where they touched, and she gasped underneath him excitedly. With a sly grin, she propped one heeled foot against the dashboard for leverage. Harry braced his forearm against the seat and leaned in so close that his breath mingled with hers. Holding her impassioned gaze with his, he slowly pushed into her. Elise arched back, delighting in the sweet friction. He pulled out slowly, and then pushed back in to the hilt. After an agonizing pause, he pressed his lips to her ear.
    “I’ll show you fast,” he growled.
    And then he began to thrust in earnest, and Elise had to brace herself against the car door to match his strength. The night air filled with the sounds of their joining: a muffled cry, a desperate groan. Elise gave as good as she got, digging her fingers into the flesh of his back and pressing her teeth into his shoulder. Sweat made their bodies slick and cool in the night air, but the heat between them kept them warm.
    They made love under the stars in his car on the Manhattan Bridge, their cries of pleasure escaping into the night. And when she thought she could take no more, an electric thrill began to sing through her veins. The intensity built up to an impossible height. And then, just as he began to quiver inside her, a wave of ecstasy washed over her. They reached a dizzying crescendo, clinging to each other desperately as they rode out the crest of desire together.
    Wrapped in each other’s arms, they slowly came back to reality as the climax ebbed away. Slick with sweat, they felt the night breeze for the first time—and shivered. With a giggle, Elise scooted back to pull her dress down. Harry grinned and tossed his jacket over her bare shoulders. She smiled gratefully and watched as he pulled on his shirt and did up the buttons.
    “That was...” He paused to stare at her admiringly.
    “Beyond belief,” she finished for him with a tender smile.
    “Yes,” he agreed, reaching out to pull her close to his side.
    He pecked her on the