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and delivered one more gentle kiss to her throat, touching her with a tantalising lack of urgency that defied the way her body was silently screaming out for far more from him.
    “Relax,” he said again, his low voice utterly mesmeric. “We both know you need this, Esther, and the sooner you relax and surrender to me, the sooner I can make you come – and I promise, I won’t stop until I do. I can keep this up all night if I need to.”
    That mingled threat and promise stripped away the very last of Esther’s inhibitions. With a strangled cry, she rocked against his hand and twisted her head towards his, craving the taste of his kiss, but still he denied her. Pulling his head back, he propped himself up on one elbow, the taut muscles of his chest rippling under the strain as he stroked her both inside and out, allowing her to set a frantic rhythm that already sent her feverish body soaring towards the climax it sought.
    This was far more than simple physical attraction. She had felt that before, and enjoyable though it was it had never been able to cripple her to this extent before now. The assassin had barely touched her, yet already her body was slave to his every command, quivering on the very precipice of the orgasm he intended to give her. She was on fire, and he was revelling in it.
    The assassin gazed down at her, that same unnerving intensity blazing in his eyes once more as she finally let loose a loud, desperate moan and let the sensations he delivered fill her. He deftly worked her clit as his fingers thrust deep inside her, and when she threw her head back he inhaled sharply.
    “Already?”
    She knew precisely what that solitary, rasping word was meant to convey. Amusement now battled with the triumph and arousal in his dark eyes, but she could not deny him, not when she burned with need. Giving herself over to the inevitable, she nodded urgently and bore down hard against his hand, shameless in her need for him.
    Still staring at her without even blinking, he followed her wordless demand and thrust hard into her again, mercilessly rolling her aching clit against his thumb until her entire body tensed in a desperate spasm of lust. Esther cried out loud, and in that instant the dam burst.
    She was lost to him. Fierce, explosive lust consumed every last inch of her body as she jerked wildly against the bed, throwing her head back and sobbing out the full height of her pleasure with no thought of anything that was not him.
    The assassin crooned in delight, repeating her name over and over again like a mantra to hold onto as he wrapped his arms around her and held her close, riding out the tide of her climax with her as she buried her face in his shoulder and allowed him to surround her. He was all she knew, and in that moment she never wanted that to change.
    As the final burning throes of her orgasm throbbed and faded away, she closed her eyes and nestled deep into the heat of his body, but his cock pushed up against the soft curve of her stomach in a demand she knew would not be ignored.
    Esther swallowed hard as the assassin’s hand came to rest against her jaw, gently but insistently turning her head up towards his. She flinched and glanced away as her heavy-lidded eyes battled to drift closed again, but she could not stop herself from hearing his next words.
    “Time to change the rules, sweetheart. This is far too easy for you.”
    She froze. Whetting her dry lips, she twisted her head to look back up at him in a mute appeal, but he simply shook his head as he caught hold of her hand and guided it towards his cock.
    “Do you want this, Esther?” he said, his voice barely more than a hoarse whisper now. “It is yours for the taking if you want it. All you have to do is ask out loud.”
    But still she could give him nothing but the tiniest jerk of her head. Terrified yet aflame with anticipation all at once, she held her breath while she waited to see what he would do next; but he only smiled as he let