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tongue and lips continued to eat her with
nibbles and sucks.
    "Oh, God, where did you learn that?" Blasts of
heat rocked through her, wildly whipping her toward nirvana.
    "Mmm. My signature move."
    "So when girls ask you for your signature…"
    He laughed. "Just you, Gigi. You're my only fan."
    Warmth spread from her heart. He was hers this Christmas. A
gift she wished she didn't have to return on the twenty-sixth. She pushed the
thought from her mind and concentrated on finding her orgasm.
    His mouth slid down and captured her clit. With a suck and a
couple flicks, he gave her what she craved.
    Wheeling crazily, multicolored flashes blazed in her head.
"Boone!" Her core contracted and her hips bucked in rhythm with his
tongue. Whirring kaleidoscopes of color and light carried her off for long
moments. The blood rushing to her head intensified the orgasm until she felt
weightless, ungrounded.
    The touch of his lips on her clit gentled her, eased her
back from the perfection of the amazing orgasm. He licked her pussy. "You
are honey." He sucked. "Sweet spicy cream."
    "Haa ahh." Words wouldn't form, but a smile curled
her lips.
    "Is that a good thing?" His voice held a teasing
note.
    "So, so good, Boone." Aftershocks rallied through
her pussy, climbing her spine to shimmer like fireflies on a dark night.
"I'm lifeless."
    He kissed her thighs softly and lowered her to the mattress.
His body came down half on top of her, warming her as his lips sought hers in a
tender kiss. "You are incredibly sensitive." He laid his head next to
hers, their noses just inches apart.
    She could stay like this forever. She'd never come so
quickly or so hard.
    "Why did you decide to come to Vegas for
Christmas?"
    Gieselle sighed. She could go with the story she told her
friends at college; that she just needed to do something wild on her birthday
this year. Or, she could tell the truth. "My parents were invited to their
friends' chalet in Switzerland." She wasn't invited.
    His brow creased and his eyes held sympathy. "No
brothers or sisters?"
    "Only child." She smacked a kiss on his nose.
"So, I talked Kira into sin city. And here I am. With you." Karma at
its best.
    "I'm damn glad you are." His hand trailed up her
spine to her neck, brushing back her hair.
    "What about you? Siblings? Besides Jayden, of
course."
    "Two older sisters and another brother who's sixteen."
His eyes turned serious. "But, I'm not in the mood for talkin' right now,
if you don't mind."
    Against her thigh, his erection pulsed, hot and sticky with
pre-cum.
    "Mmm. I can see why." She trailed a hand down
between his body and the quilt until she touched his cock. "We're going to
have to do something about this."
    "Fuck, yeah!" He grimaced. "Excuse my
language, ma'am."
    "When we're in bed, you can be a naughty cowboy."
    He wagged his eyebrows at her. "Oh, I plan to be, baby.
Naughty and wild."
    Grasping his thick length in her hand, she whispered,
"Condoms in the drawer."
    He reached over his head to the nightstand and came back
with a foil packet. Ripping it open with his teeth, he sheathed himself in
seconds.
    "You practice that?" She loved how his every move
was sure and commanding.
    "Yep. Like bull riding. The more you do it…" He
stopped and looked away.

Chapter Five
     
    Gigi smiled. "I appreciate all the practice you've had
up 'till this point. I can imagine you've had a long and memorable career in
bed."
    Boone looked into her eyes, helpless to keep from connecting
with her, to keep from wanting more than his two-night limit. Hell, he hadn't
even slid his shaft inside her and he was far too attached. "Right this
second, Gigi, I can't remember one of them." His heart thumped a feral
beat as he opened himself more than he should. In a day or two, he'd say
goodbye and whatever was going on in his chest would feel like muscle ripping
from bone.
    She bit her lower lip and blinked rapidly.
    Oh, shit, she wasn't going to cry, was she?
    It was her turn to look away. With a sigh,