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the burning ache to draw him in—deep and demanding—wrap her legs around his waist, and never let him go. She gripped his shoulders and whimpered when his hard cock nudged her belly.
    “I want you to make love to me.”
    With soaked panties and her entire body tingling with anticipation, he gripped the hem of her skirt and slid it up, skimming his fingertips over her smooth flesh along the way.
    Her nerves sizzled, every part of her burning with need.
    Not being a small woman, he still handled her like she weighed no more than a dinner plate. He set her on the table, wedged between her spread thighs, and ground his erection against the junction of her trembling thighs.
    Cupping his face, she kissed him hard, and with each flickering play of their tongues, she throbbed harder. “Yes. Yes. Please….” She’d never begged a man before, but there was a first time for everything.
    “Lie back,” he said. She needed no further convincing. She sprawled back over the table, sucking in a sharp breath as the cool surface came into contact with her heated skin.
    He smiled down at her—his eyes dark and torrid—before he brushed his knuckles over her wet panties.
    She whimpered and thrust her hips up, needing him to press harder. When he slid her panties to the side and circled her sensitive clit with his thumb, a throaty moan tumbled from her lips. “Oh, fuck.”
    Slivers of electric heat swept through each and every nerve ending. She gyrated under the pressure of his hand, the sensations evoking the slow, maddening build to euphoria. She craved the feel of his cock buried deep inside.
    He watched her face with wicked intent while he slipped one finger and then two inside. She clenched around them, her body quaking. “Oh.”
    How did he manage to command her body this easy? Hell, he’d have her bursting with an orgasm in no time at all.
    He kissed and nipped her belly while he slid the skirt farther up around her waist. Licking intoxicating circles over her quivering navel, he lit her fire. The hot swipe of his tongue along her parted lips made her cry out and grip his shoulders. He was relentless. Feathering his tongue on her throbbing clit, he then crooked a finger inside her and fingered her to madness.
    It was all she could take. Her hips jerked off the table when her orgasm hit. Delightful waves of searing heat rendered her into mush while he continued lapping up every wet trickle. She ground her hips against his mouth as unbridled pleasure turned her inside out.
    He moved up, grinning, luscious lips glistening from her juices. When he kissed her, the taste of her own musk made her hunger for more action.
    “I want your cock in my mouth right now,” she said, pushing him away.
    He took a step back with a horny smirk.
    Sliding his T-shirt up and over his torso, he then tossed it on the floor. She licked her lips, staring at his dark, muscular body. Faded tattoos covered his chest along with a few scars. Firm biceps twitched while he made quick work of his zipper. Seconds later, his generous cock popped out.
    A little worried yet drawn by how deep he’d fill her, she slid off the table and sunk to her knees. She wanted to slake her desires with him. By the expression on his face, he seemed ready and willing for anything.
    She kissed the crown, tasting a dribble of pre-cum and savoring the salty taste. He gripped her shoulders, kneading them with his strong hands. For the first time, she felt alive and brazen. Gone were the hurtful memories, replaced with a need to please and be pleased. He groaned when she kissed and licked her way down the underside of his cock while cupping his balls. While she massaged them, she matched the rhythm of her other hand squeezing the base of his shaft. Stroking long and slow, she showed him through actions just how much she enjoyed him.
    His thighs began to tremble, and his breath came short and sharp.
    Knowing she had him right where she wanted him made her feel powerful. Giving head