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gasped as the embers of lust swirling through her burst into flames. “Ice cubes.” Desi ran a hand up the back of his neck then threaded her fingers through his thick black hair.
    Griffin kissed a fiery path from her jaw down to her throat, biting and sucking the sensitive areas. “Ice cubes, huh?”
    “Mmhmm. Ice cubes cut the stickiness. Fuck, that feels good.” She pressed her tits against him and drew in his scent: leather and cigarettes, and the aroma of night.
    He pulled away from her neck, grabbed her by the hair and covered her mouth for a kiss. Their tongues collided and she moaned. A bolt of lust shot down her spine and her cunt clenched in rhythm with her pulse.
    Possessing her mouth completely, he released her hair and then gripped and massaged one breast in his big palm as he stroked over her ass with the other. Griffin licked and sucked at her tongue and then caught her bottom lip between his teeth. Hard.
    Desi hissed from the sting of pain. She pulled away, ran her tongue over the now tender flesh of her bottom lip, and groaned when the familiar taste of copper hit her taste buds. He’d bitten her hard enough to make her bleed.
    Holy shit, no one had ever done that before. The spot pulsed in time with her heart and her adrenaline kicked into high gear making her feel drunk. Every inch of her skin tingled with a desperate need for more.
    “I like to bite, and you taste good.” Kissing her again, Griffin drove his tongue into her mouth and gripped her face in one hand before biting her top and bottom lip, tugging then licking over each to soothe the sting.
    His cock was rigid behind his zipper and she rocked against him, enjoying the pressure on her pulsing clit. Desi pulled at his shirt, eager to reach his skin. She needed to touch him. His chest, his stomach…his everything.
    Griffin released her mouth and drew in a breath. “Does your pussy taste as sweet as honey, Des?”
    Des. Des... She shivered. Goddamn, her name dripped off his tongue like syrup and she wanted to suck on each drop. She licked up the side of his neck to his ear and nipped at the lobe. “Are you going to bite me there too?”
    He let out a growl as he stood, holding her against him and walked to the nearest metal picnic table. Her ass hit the cool edge and she slid herself back a little, watching in awe as he pulled off his shirt, revealing a flaming Chinese dragon on one pec and a samurai warrior on the other. On his rippled abs, in Old English lettering, was the word Motherfucker.
    Without preamble, Griffin tugged her halter-top down, exposing both breasts, and took one nipple into his mouth as he rolled the other between his fingertips. A searing bolt of lightning shot straight to her clit. She arched against him and scored her nails down his shoulder. He kissed and licked a path down her stomach until he reached her jeans, then looked up at her as he tugged open the top button.
    Desi kicked off her boots and he slid off her jeans. “You’re going to fuck me right here on this picnic table, aren’t you?”
    “Looks like it. But, first, I plan to fuck your hot cunt with my mouth. Then I’ll fuck you with my cock.” He tugged her panties down. “You got a problem with that?” Without hesitation, Griffin spread her thighs and then slid his tongue through her slit.
    There was no time to answer. Hell, she could barely breathe enough to answer. Griffin was licking her cunt like a lollipop, and her body was weeping in ecstasy. Did she have a problem with it? Hell. Fucking. No.
    He dragged his tongue through her folds several times, lapping at her entrance, before latching on to her clit and sucking. With a groan, he released the swollen bud, then drove his tongue inside her cunt.
    The slurping sounds from his persistent devouring were almost enough to send her into orgasm oblivion. Desi’s head swam in liquid pleasure as the tension built deep in her womb. She held on to his hair with her fingers and rode his face, gazing up