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everywhere before settling between her legs. He turned his head and nipped the other breast, and when he placed his hand on her thigh, Rory slid it further up.
    As she began to squirm, she was suddenly unseated. The world around her spun as for a moment he set her down, legs draped over his thighs, and he leaned in once more.
    “Can I take these off?” he asked, tugging the string at her hip.
    She shook her head. “Not yet.”
    Noah left his warm hand on her waist and pressed his forehead to hers. “Can I go under them?”
    For a moment she couldn’t breathe. Just the thought, the mere thought of him slipping his fingers through the wet heat he had created tested her resolve. If she let him, would she stop him if he asked again?
    The temptation was far more powerful than her common sense. She parted her thighs and pulled him into another kiss.
    He drew out her agony, stroking up and down her inner thigh as he resumed his exploration of her mouth. Rory tried to be patient, but she ached between her legs. Each time he drew close, her clit throbbed with anticipation.
    She tugged his hair until he broke the kiss. “Don’t tease me. Touch me.”
    “Touch me,” he whispered. “Unzip me.”
    With far less finesse than he had undressed her, Rory fumbled with his fly until it split open. She reached inside and immediately made contact with hot, hard flesh.
    He groaned as she drew his cock out, and Rory answered when he rubbed her through her bikini bottoms.
    “That’s not just the ocean that’s got these wet,” he teased, and crooked his finger over her clit.
    “Go on,” she murmured, smearing her thumb through the sticky precum so that the smooth head shone.
    He wriggled his fingers beneath the slippery fabric. As slowly as ever, he circled her clit. He watched her carefully as he played with her, rolling the tip back and forth, up and down, holding her tight as she shuddered through it all.
    She realized that her body was a puzzle he was quickly working out. Two fingers rubbed her, one on either side of her clit. Her nerve endings came alive. She quaked inside and out, whimpering as his steady touch hit her hard. She couldn’t remember a time when her body had been so ready to go off.
    He grinned as she started to squirm. “Feel good?”
    “So good,” she whimpered. So overwhelmed with sensation, Rory could only cling to him, tugging his foreskin and kneading the head. He didn’t seem to mind. She had seen in his eyes that he was almost entirely focused on her pleasure. She kissed him hard, and his tongue writhing against hers was a promise she almost demanded.
    It was the thought of being spread out for him, of cradling him between her thighs as he used that tongue to tease her open, that drove her mad. She jerked as a hot pulse went through her and tipped her head back. There was no holding back the pants and whimpers. She didn’t know who, if anyone, might be in the chalet just a few yards away. She didn’t care. The whole world came down to the wicked hands that brought her closer to her climax and the wicked words that poured out of him.
    “Come on, baby,” he whispered, his mouth hovering over hers and his breath leaving a damp mist on her lips and cheek. “Come for me.”
    “Noah—please--” was all she managed to gurgle out as the heat became unbearable. Afraid of hurting him, she released his dick and braced her hands on his chest. His hot body beneath her hands the only thing anchoring her; she dug in and held on as the throb turned to pure ecstasy.
    As she came out of her fog and answered his slow kisses, she realized he was inside of her. The two fingers that had taken her to the brink and back flexed in and out of her slick passage.
    “Jesus, I could have come just watching you,” he murmured against her mouth. Rory sucked in a deep breath and looked down. His shaft throbbed, glistening against her outer thigh.
    She tugged at his shirt. “Your turn. Take this off.”
    “Maybe I’m not