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mouth, kneading it with his tongue. Her skin smelled of vanilla, the scent mixing with that of her heat, making him feel like a starving man. He couldn’t get enough of her.
    He kissed his way back down, licking in some places, biting at others. As he got lower, he bent and laved his way toward her smooth, shaved slit.
    Their position wasn’t working. He needed better access. Throwing her over his shoulder, he smacked her adorable ass as he rolled and lowered her to the mattress, knocking off her fuck-me heels. “Come over here where I can explore every inch of you.”
    She squealed loudly and laughed. “If you insist.”
    Her hair spread in a wild, kinky fan on the white sheets. All she needed was feathered wings sprouting from her back and she’d look like a Victoria’s Secret model. He wanted to climb on and fuck her until his eyes crossed, but then he wouldn’t be able to see all of her.
    Kneeling on the mattress, Ash picked up one of her slender feet and began to massage it lightly. He stroked each of her toes. “Nice polish,” he said, taking in the shocking pink shade.
    “It matches the flowers on the dress I brought to wear tomorrow.”
    He couldn’t resist licking the arch of her foot, then sucking her big toe deep into his mouth. Locking his gaze onto hers, he kissed her instep, then her ankle. With the tip of his tongue he traced a meandering path up her calf and shin.
    Bree giggled when his fingers brushed against the softness behind her knee. The giggle deepened as he nipped the flesh of her inner thigh. That throaty laugh hit him in the groin, making his erection jump. This slow exploration would be the death of him, but he was determined to make it good for her.
    Continuing to lave her skin, he followed the scent of her desire. He inhaled deeply. She was so ready for him, and he had yet to touch her moist lips. Spreading her slick folds, he lapped up the juices before flicking the tip of his tongue over her bright red clit.
    Bree jumped. “Oh, yes, please. More.”
    Planting his lips over her nub, he sucked and flicked, each time increasing pressure with his mouth.
    Her breaths grew rapid. She whimpered as her thighs tightened. “You’re going to make me come.”
    “Do it.”
    He slid two fingers inside her and listened to her purr. She rocked against him, her hands grabbing his hair and holding him in place. He continued to thrust his fingers deep, to stroke her with his tongue, feeling her tense as she grew close. Her hips bucked, her pussy grabbed his fingers, and she cried out in wordless pleasure.
    He stilled, allowing her to ride out the waves of her orgasm, his own need coming to a head. Ash kissed her inner thigh, then rose find his travel kit with his necessities like toothbrush and condoms. “I should have thought of this first.” Grabbing a string of foil packets, he tore off the first and tossed the rest on the nightstand.
    Bree’s eyes followed his hand to his erection when he rolled on the rubber and he had trouble keeping the throbbing flesh still under her gaze. He wanted to stroke it, hear her praise it, but mostly he wanted to fuck her. The stroking and praising of his ego could come later. Their second time.
    As he lay over her, she framed his face with her hands and gave him a hard kiss. “I love the smell of me on you.” She licked the tip of his nose and grabbed his hips. “I need something hard and hot inside me. Now.”
    Her legs opened to him and with one hand, she guided him into place. He didn’t wait for more encouragement. Thrusting deep, he went all in with one stroke, pausing to keep from coming too soon.
    Bree moaned with a deliciously sexy grin. Her eyelids closed and she licked her lower lip. “That feels so good.” Her words were a deep purr that made his balls tighten.
    When he felt he had a bit of control again, he pulled out slowly, savoring the feel of her silky, warm opening swallowing him. Damn, she fit him like a glove. A tight, fucking sexy