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and then his
dick was rubbing against her pussy.
    She moaned.
    He abandoned her nipple to kiss his way down her belly,
pausing briefly at her navel. His hot hands grasped her hips, and he laved her
navel, causing her stomach muscles to spasm wildly. He licked his way down her
abdomen, and she shivered as his breath fanned across her skin. He paused.
    “Fin!” The groan tore from her throat. He tipped his head
back and his blue eyes met hers.
    “Patience, Jillie.” The rasp of his voice had an amused
edge. If she hadn’t been so desperate for his mouth, she could have strangled
him.
    Then his hand was on her thigh, opening, lifting her leg
onto his shoulder, and his mouth was there, hot, wet, open, dragging over her
clit, his tongue stroking up her slit. She knotted her hands in his hair,
dragging him harder against her as he lapped at her. The combination of his
tongue and his teeth sent her wild, a keening sound bursting from her lips
before she could help herself. Her hips bucked uncontrollably in his grasp. He
licked a path up her slit, and this time his fingers followed, teasing their
way toward her cunt, and then sliding smoothly inside. Her inner muscles, until
now starved for attention, instantly clamped down and spasmed around him as he
continued to lavish attention on her with his mouth.
    She came again before he decided he’d had enough.
    She was still catching her breath when he moved away. Foil
crinkled, then he was back, hard hands on her knees drawing her thighs open
even wider. The hot, hard force of his cock sliding smoothly into her was
enough to have her gasping again.
    “Ohhhhh.” Her eyes drifted closed. Her muscles stretched
around him as he drove in, over and over. Despite having come only moments
before, her body was already pulsing with need.
    He stilled, and she opened her eyes to see him watching her,
panting, his pupils dilated. The raw hunger on his face was the hottest thing
she’d ever seen.
    “Move,” she gasped, desperate.
    He withdrew, then rammed back into her.
    “Naahhaa.” She sounded like a cat in heat, but she didn’t
care.
    The next few minutes were hazy. She knew she was making
aggressive noises, wordlessly begging. She heard his hoarse responses, and her
body clenched around him as he drove into her.
    Their bodies slicked together, and then she came again―a
wilder, more powerful orgasm than before, her whole body tightening almost
unbearably, clamping down on him, going on and on, draining all her strength.
She was distantly aware of Fin groaning his own completion, his body spasming
against her.
    Until, finally, they were done. Sweaty and breathless and
satisfied.
    “Jillie?”
    “Yes?”
    “Don’t regret this tomorrow.”
    “God, no. I want you and I’m not letting you go.” She pulled
his head down and kissed him. Their tongues tangled, breath mingling.
    Finally, Fin lifted his head. “I want you too.”
     
About Louisa Masters
     
    Louisa lives in Melbourne, Australia, where she has a
long-standing love affair with the sensual pleasures of life: wine, bubble
baths, ice-cream and books. Nothing gives an illicit thrill like reading a sexy
story on the train while those around you are oblivious. Get into a sexy state
of mind and feel that thrill with Louisa’s books! Louisa also writes mainstream
romance as Olivia Ventura.
     
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