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let her go.
    “Shit. Goddammit,” he muttered, feeling himself give in.
    “You forgot motherfucker,” she said in a playful tone.
    Victor groaned instead of laughing and nipped her chin. “Ash...”
    “Just you and me, Vic. Right here, right now. What we want is sex. Simple as that.”
    He almost asked “Why now? Why today?” but he knew Ash. For her, the answer would be si mple. They were finally alone and there was so much heat between them. Ash wasn't one of those people who merely said they lived with no regrets—she lived and breathed that mantra.
    “Let us have this,” she said.
    Her scent was getting to him, making him hungry for more. “I haven't really tasted you yet.”
    “Yes,” she said. “Yes.”
    She was Lucifer's incarnate, but that didn't stop Victor from tracing her jaw with his tongue as she unzipped his jeans. When she gripped his cock through his boxers, he sucked hard at the crook of her neck. She dropped her head back exposing more of her sweet skin.
    He wrapped his hands around her waist, moved them down to her ass. Her dress was so tight that he easily found the band of her thong, and, yup. Her ass was just as soft as he'd imagined. He took two handfuls and jerked her up against him until her legs draped low on his hips.
    He found her pulse with his mouth. Her heart kicked up. Why couldn't he stop? He should fucking stop.
    Do I want to?
    The heat of her pussy was flush against his cock. She cupped the side of his face and brought his mouth back to hers.
    How could this be wrong when the way she moaned against his lips before sucking on his tongue sounded so right? He set her on the kitchen counter, breaking the kiss to lick and nip at her neck again. Her legs tightened. He tugged down the top of the flimsy dress so that her bra was exposed—the fucking lace bra that made his head spin every time she'd reached into it. He wanted to growl at it.
    The low-cut black lace cups molded to breasts that looked like they'd spill over. Right at the line, he could see the peek of a darker brown. He grabbed the middle and dragged down. Her nipples were perfectly round and stiff with arousal. Taking one between his teeth, he flicked his tongue over her.
    “Vic,” she rasped, leaning back against the cabinet door.
    He was rock hard, but he was going to lick every inch of her. See her bare and up close. Make her chant his name as she came. Stopping wasn't an option until he’d tasted her and had felt her tightness around him.
    She reached down and cupped her mound. He should have known Ash wasn't patient.
    “I need—”
    “I know.” He knocked her hand away to replace it with his own.
    He skimmed his fingertips over the soaked silk and groaned as he bit the side of her breast. He found the dampest spot with his thumb and rubbed upward, spreading the folds of her pussy.
    At her sharp gasp, he knew he'd found her clit through the panties. He slipped a finger between the thin band and found her bare and so damn wet.
    “Ash,” he groaned again.
    He didn't want to tease her, so he touched her hard and fast, stroking the sensitive nub as it swelled under his ministrations.
    She moved her hips against his caress. Didn't take long at all for her to grab at his shirt, stiffen, and then break apart on a long shuddering cry.
    He brought his mouth back to hers, not wanting to miss the sweet sound. She trembled, gulping in air, but her breathlessness didn't stop her from pulling his shirt up over his head.
    “You know what I want.” She went for his pants again, yanking down his boxers too.
    He hissed as she closed her hand around the tip of his cock. Her touch was both gentle and firm. She expertly found just the right way to grip him, stroke him.
    There was too much pent-up need pulsing at the base of his spine to let her continue. Gritting his teeth, he pinned her hands above her head like before and ripped at her panties until she was bare, wet and waiting for him.
    He bent, relinquishing his hold on