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would he ever be able to let her go?
     
    He could see the pulse beating erratically in the hollow of her throat. Her lips were slightly parted and her breasts heaved as she tried to pull air into her lungs. Her hands at his head clenched and unclenched.
     
    He slid up her body and pressed his mouth to hers, the wetness of her delicious juices still on his lips. “Taste yourself, sweet thing. Lick my lips.”
     
    She did, lightly, then licked her own lips. “It tastes…strange,” she told him.
     
    He chuckled. “It tastes wonderful. I could drink from your pussy all day and all night. Your flavor is better than any fine wine. And more intoxicating.”
     
    A faint smile curved her lips. “Could you give me a moment to rest first?” she asked in a weak voice.
     
    “Yes but just for a moment.” He kissed her again. “The sun will be going down shortly and I don’t want to waste a minute of what’s left of the afternoon.”
     
    She was silent in his arms for a long time. Then her hand snaked down between them, she shifted her body and her hand reached for his cock that was pressing into her soft body.
     
    Connor drew in a sharp breath. “I thought you needed rest.”
     
    “Yes,” she said with a wicked tone in her voice. “But you don’t.” She raised an eyebrow. “Do you?”
     
    He felt his heartbeat speed up and his penis swell even more. “Exactly what did you have in mind?”
     
    She fluttered her lashes at him. “Why don’t you roll over onto your back and find out.”
     
    Connor did as she asked, suddenly sure he was about to cross an invisible line and step into a yawning emotional pit. And he had no idea what to do about it.

 
    Chapter Three
     
     
     
    Meredith rose to her knees and let her eyes roam over every inch of Connor’s body. He could have been a statue, with every muscle perfectly designed and the lines of his body flowing gracefully one into the other. His chest was covered with fine, dark curls that felt soft to her touch. She thought she could stroke it for hours, just running her fingers through it. But beneath their softness he was rock hard, his muscles defined beneath the bronzed skin.
     
    His stomach was flat, broken only by the indentation of his navel.
     
    The muscles in his powerful thighs were tight and clenched even more when she ran a finger along the crease between thigh and groin. Her fingers drifted through the curls surrounding his cock and rubbed at the base of the thick shaft. Swollen veins pulsed just beneath the surface of skin as soft as silk.
     
    Her hand drifted back up over his chest, sending ripples of sensation through him. She licked the tip of one finger and rubbed it over one of his flat nipples, drawing a tiny groan from him. She couldn’t remember any of the men she’d slept with having nipples that attracted her but now she bent forward and took one of Connor’s in her mouth.
     
    “God!” he hissed.
     
    She bit lightly on the fat bud then swirled her tongue on it. Muscles jumped in Connor’s body but he forced himself to lie as still as possible. She took her time with each nipple, licking and sucking and nipping as he had done to her.
     
    “You taste good too,” she told him with a mischievous grin and dragged a fingernail from one nipple to the other.
     
    “I have other parts that are tasty too.” His voice was unsteady.
     
    “Oh, I’ll get to those. I just want to check everything else out first.”
     
    She had no idea where her bold attitude had come from. Even with her fiancé she had been a passive lover, an acceptable trait since he was a take-charge person. He’d never inspired her to take control, to tease and tempt. She’d ignored so much of this because he was promising a secure future. Well, how secure was it when he was busy fucking someone else just before their wedding?
     
    For a brief moment she wondered if it really was the emeralds casting a spell on her. She’d had more orgasms in one afternoon that