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her thighs.
    “I’m craving my first look at your bare, luscious curves and then a taste of your sweet pussy. Would that be all right, Rachel? Would you let me do that?” He licked tenderly at her lips and nuzzled her jawline.
    Whoa. She looked into his eyes. “You want to do that, Eli?” Rachel was truly hesitant, not understanding why that would turn him on. She knew about oral sex, but she thought that the only men really interested in pleasuring a woman that way were the heroes in erotic romance novels.
    Her experience was limited to one disastrous encounter that had been all about the guy getting what he wanted. That encounter with Reese McCoy had not made her afraid of men but merely confused about what it was they wanted and were willing to give in reality, not fantasy.
    Eli wanted her like that?
    “More than you could possibly imagine. I fantasize all the time about the beautiful body under your clothes. I imagine what you would taste like, and I wonder how you’ll sound when you come that way.”
    Rachel’s cunt clenched and became wetter, begging to be filled.
    Uncertainty about her inexperience made her want to apologize.

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    “If you’re sure, but I’ve never done that before. I don’t know what you want me to do, Eli. I’m sorry.” She felt like an inept teenager.
    “Never be sorry for that. I’m sorry I wasn’t your first lover, but I can be the first to taste your sweet pussy, to show you what real pleasure is. Did you come for your other lover?” She caught a glimmer of jealousy in his eyes.
    Come for that rat-bastard Reese McCoy? She shook her head. “No, it was over right after it began. It wasn’t a good first experience.” She thought that was the fucking understatement of the year. “I never even got close. It never came close to feeling anything like this.” She held on to his shoulder as he lowered his lips to her collarbone, above the neck of the T-shirt.
    Butterflies took flight in her stomach as he brushed his knuckles over her abdomen, and thoughts of Reese McCoy faded away. He looked up at her, and she saw the tender reassurance in his gaze as he slid the T-shirt up slowly.
    “I’ll go slow for you, Rachel and I’ll stop if you need me to.” Her body wept at his tender words and begged for him. Pleaded to be filled. She panted softly when his lips followed the hem of the T-shirt as it was lifted over her rib cage. His tongue slid along the underside of her breast, which made her insides quiver.
    “Mmm, like velvet.” His warm mouth closed over her tightly peaked nipple, wringing a high-pitched moan from her. She was strung as tight as a bow. He gently spread her thighs and knelt between them. He slid his hands under her waist, arching her back and drawing her to his lips. She felt so claimed and knew she would feel that same sensation to a greater degree before long and reveled in the knowledge. His long black hair slid forward, over and around her, forming a dark curtain as he suckled hungrily on her flesh. His lips made their slow, tantalizing way to the other nipple before kissing up to her collarbones and the hollow at the base of her throat. As he worked the T-shirt over her head, he spoke of how he’d longed for her, that the wait had been worth it, and how delicious she was.
    Eli settled her back on the bed and began to slide his lips and warm tongue down her torso, and her panting increased substantially, knowing where he was headed. Rachel’s body sang for him with her arousal.
    He paused to look up into her eyes. “Will you let me love you?”
    “Yes, I want you to.” She moaned as he made his way to her navel.

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    “I love the feel of your skin, Rachel, how curvy and soft you are.
    You’re beautiful here.” He slid his face over her abdomen and licked into her belly button, making her shudder breathlessly.
    “I’ll be your slave soon if you keep telling me things like that.” She placed her palm on his cheek and jaw.
    “I’m only telling