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her torso up as
he leaned down and covered one tight peak with his lips. He laved her nipple,
sucking and stroking the flat of his tongue across the rounded tip. The steady
pressure built and she felt every pulse of his mouth, tiny jolts of heat
flowing from her nipple into her pussy.
    She blinked and stared blind at the ceiling above his head,
trying to keep her sanity.
    He jerked his head back, saliva making his mouth glisten. He
didn’t speak. He bent down and scooped her up in his arms. She yelped and
grabbed his shoulder, holding on for dear life.
    She’d seen this in movies and might have even fantasized
about it, but knew it would never happen to her. She was a little too heavy.
Nathan didn’t seem to mind. He strode out of the kitchen and up the
freestanding stairs as if she weighed no more than a laundry basket.
    And when he placed her on her feet, he wasn’t even breathing
hard.
    “Wow.” She couldn’t stop the word from leaving her mouth.
    Being almost blind had its advantages now. She couldn’t see
the room around her beyond blurry shapes, nothing to distract her from thanking
him for making her fantasy come true. She threw her arms around his neck and
pulled him down for a kiss.
    He didn’t seem to mind her aggression, actually seemed to
like it. He growled and drove his tongue into her mouth. Renewed heat rushed
into her pussy and she pressed up against him, needing to feel him inside her.
    He walked her backward until the backs of her knees bumped
into the mattress. She dropped down on the bed but didn’t let go, reaching for
the buttons of his shirt.
    “Naked,” she muttered, standing up and kissing him as she
worked the buttons on what she knew had to be an expensive shirt. He didn’t
seem to care. He yanked the front edges apart, popping several buttons off.
They hit the hard wood floor with tiny “clinks”.
    For a moment her mind snapped back to the reality that Jason
never would have ruined one of his shirts that way, but then the delicious body
in front of her pushed the thoughts from her brain. She spread her fingers wide
on his chest, savoring the strong powerful muscles rippling beneath her hands.
    It no longer mattered that she couldn’t see. She could
touch. And taste.
    She’d always been a bit oral and leaned in, finding his
nipple and stroking her tongue across the flat peak. He hissed in a breath but
didn’t move out of the way so she did it again. Remembering how he’d lavished
attention on her nipples, she did the same, sucking lightly, biting down
gently. She lost herself in the sensual pleasure, his groans and pleas driving
her on.
    Confidence made her bold.
    She slid her hand down the front of his trousers and wrapped
her fingers around his thick erection. Timing the strokes of her hand with
licks of her tongue, she soon had him rocking against her, fucking himself into
her palm.
    No, carrying her up the stairs hadn’t made him out of breath
but he was practically panting now. She’d never felt so powerful, and just a
little wicked.
    She bit down again, a little harder. He shouted and pushed
her away, shoving her back with enough force to drop her onto the bed.
    She stared up at him, startled out of her fog.
    “Damn, babe, you’re going to make me come without even
getting inside you,” he muttered. She could see enough to watch his frantic
movements. The trousers disappeared and she heard a drawer open. Seconds later
the telltale sound of a condom wrapper ripping open made her squirm.
    His weight pulled down the edge of the mattress as he
climbed over her. He dragged her higher on the bed, positioning her. He leaned
down and placed one kiss on her lips.
    “Babe, I’m not going to last long. This is going to be fast
and hard.”
    “Yes!” She bent her knees and clamped them around his hips.
    The thick head of his shaft nudged her entrance and she
forced a shallow breath into her lungs. She could already tell he was bigger
than Jason. He rocked forward, easing in an