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rhythm, sounding like a calypso queen. “I want you now.”
    Laughter rumbled in his chest. He scraped the stubble of his beard over her wet nipple before pinching it, pulling her breast up. “You wanted me the first time you saw me. Have you been wet for me all night?”
    He locked her legs behind him and pulled her closer. “I want to come again.”
    “Then tell me, Princess. Have you been wet for me all night?” He leaned closer, until he could see the light spark in her eyes. And then he released his fingers, watching her body writhe as blood returned to her nipples. He held her wrists to the table as she cried out and tried to calm the ache herself.
    “Yes, all right? Damn you.”
    He leaned down and gave one nipple a long, soothing lick. “Damn me or fuck me?” He pointed his tongue over the other and waited for a response.
    “Fuck me, Nik.” She struggled against him, lowered her lashes and sighed. She opened her eyes wide and caught his gaze. “Fuck me the way you wanted to on the balcony.”
    “Oh, I can do much better than that.” He unhooked her legs and lifted them straight up and onto his shoulders. He reached between them and massaged the bare lips of her pussy, spreading her open so he’d push against her glistening clit with every thrust. He slid back the hood and blew a stream of air until she clenched and muttered what he guessed to be some kind of Caribbean curse. He gripped his cock and squeezed at the base until his balls ached, then used the head to circle her clit until she arched against him.
    “You bring an all new meaning to the term cock tease.” She pulled her full bottom lip between her teeth.
    “Have you never met anyone who’s better at it than you are?” He leaned down and kissed her until she relaxed. He let his tongue play with her mouth the way he played his cock along her nether lips, dipping and tasting until she gave in to the kiss.
    With his cock teasing the entrance of paradise, he felt her take control of the kiss. Deepening the connection. As she took his mouth, he took her body, easing in with the same slow sensuality she used on him.
    Before he’d even made it halfway, she gave up the kiss and turned her head to the side to pull in a deep breath. She stretched her arms over her head and off the table. Never had he seen a woman so willing and full of want.
    He grabbed her hips and dove into her depths, going deeper every time she cried out. Acting on impulse, he pulled back and slammed home, his balls slapping against her ass. Her body rocked with the motion, her breasts bouncing and her chin lifting. Buried deep, he ground himself against her and she cried out.
    “You like that?” he asked, letting his weight press farther into her.
    “Less talking, more fucking.” She clenched her inner muscles around his cock, pulling him impossibly deeper.
    The move snapped his control and he took her at her word. Took her. Pulled out and plunged deep over and over. She thrashed her head from side-to-side until she let it drop over the back of the table.
    Her abandon was like none other, her body rocking with each thrust. He tightened his hold on her hips and moved her with each spine-tingling push. Everything spiraled tighter into a blinding need for release. Deeper. Closer. Faster.
    The table creaked under the strain. The wood cracked and splintered, but he had to trust it to hold, to last just one more minute. She screamed and spasmed around him, the toned muscles of her belly quaking along with her orgasm.
    His heart gave a painful squeeze and his breath froze in a blinding flash of bliss that tightened every muscle in his body. The dark release that followed threatened to buckle his knees and fray the edges of his soul. He came in a gut-clenching, mind-numbing eruption that froze time until his vision cleared and his heart beat anew.
    He chased the climax, slamming his hips forward and pulling the pleasure out as long as he could manage. He didn’t want it to be over,