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plain view yet leaving little to the imagination, only heightened the sensuality.
    Tentatively she reached out and carefully slid the sheet off of him. She scanned him from head to toe, devouring him with her eyes. He was a beautiful man. Her gaze trailed from his broad shoulders and chest, to his flat stomach, to the distinct tan line where his jeans rode low on his hips, to the column of flesh that had been inside her just a few hours before, making her feel so complete.
    Something wild and primal broke loose within her. Heat flooded her body. She had to touch him again, be with him, and have him inside her. To hell with not waking him up! If she did it right, talking would be the last thing on his mind.
    Moving slowly so that she didn’t wake him, she moved down the bed until she was right where she wanted to be. It was funny really; sucking a guy had never been one of her favorite activities, but right now it was what she wanted to do most.
    She positioned herself between Jake's legs and bent down so that her mouth was almost touching him. Even in his sleep he was half-hard, and when she flicked her tongue over the head it jerked to life. He tasted so good, so musky and masculine. Slowly, she slid her tongue up his shaft. When she reached the tip, she sucked it into her mouth as she swirled her tongue around the throbbing head.
    Jake moaned in his sleep and a little thrill jolted through Ellie.
     
     
Chapter Eight
     
    This was the most amazing dream. It wasn’t the first time he’d dreamed of Ellie going down on him. He’d dreamed of making love to Ellie in every position imaginable too many times to count. But this time it felt so good, so real. Her mouth, her tongue, it felt so glorious. Oh, yeah!
    Teeth nipped gently at his skin and his cock jumped again. Jake’s eyes flew open. This was no dream.
    He looked down and saw Ellie between his legs on her hands and knees, plump ass in the air, and her sweet, red lips wrapped around him. Her sleep-tousled hair formed a halo of chaotic chestnut curls around her heart-shaped face.
    My God, she’s beautiful!
    It was hard to wrap his brain around the fact that he was really lying in his bed with Ellie, his Ellie, sucking his cock. And, oh God, she was doing it so well. He’d always suspected she’d be good in bed. Though she appeared shy and reserved to most people, he knew the Ellie that was carefree and a little wild. He also knew that there was a deep pool of passion simmering just beneath the surface that was bursting to get out. He doubted if she even knew it was there. But he had. And tonight it had broken through with a wild abandon.
    She had an intense sensuality about her that he’d never—even in his wildest fantasies—dreamed existed, and he’d had some pretty wild fantasies about Ellie. But not even one compared to the reality of being with her. She took his breath away.
    At that moment Ellie looked up at him, a smile slowly spreading across the soft lips that had been so industriously occupied moments before.
    "Hi," she said, almost shyly.
    "Hi, yourself," Jake replied with a soft chuckle, propping himself up on his elbows so he could see her better.
    "I woke up and I was hungry." Ellie’s small hands continued the work of her mouth, stroking him softly as she spoke.
    Jake bit back a groan as one of those soft hands cupped his balls and squeezed ever so gently. He struggled to make his voice sound normal as he answered, "Really?"
    "Yes, but I was too lazy to get up and walk downstairs to the kitchen. And you looked so delicious; I decided just to feast on you."
    This time Jake couldn’t hold back the moan as she moved her body slowly up his, her nipples skimming his flesh, leaving tiny rivers of fire in their wake. When her face was mere inches from his, he finally found his voice again. He tried to sound flippant as he said, "Really? Well, far be it from me to stand between a woman and her appetite."
    "Don’t worry, you won’t," Ellie said,