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silently urging him to suck her nipples and torment them as he liked to do. In seconds, he obliged her, attending to first one taut bud then the other. His mouth was hot, his tongue even hotter as he swirled it around the tip. She bowed with pleasure when he bit down first on one then the other, then sucked each one deep into his mouth.
    They were swollen and throbbing when he finally slid farther down her body, teasing her navel and the flesh around it before grabbing the top of her thong in his teeth. The slight late-day scruff on his face rubbed erotically against her skin, calling up a myriad of sensations.
    “I think we should make a rule in this house,” he said in a conversational tone. “One day a week we should both go commando.”
    She chuckled as the images flashed across her mind. “Won’t that be a little uncomfortable when you sit in the saddle?”
    “Hmmm. Didn’t think of that. I’ll have to put my mind to the problem. Find some special rules to cover that situation.” He pulled on the lacy ties at each hip, freeing the thong so he could pull it from her body.
    “I think you—” Rational thought fled as he pushed her legs wider and traced the length of her slit with the tip of his tongue. If she’d been wet before, she was soaked now, the combination of the restraints and his very talented tongue driving everything except what he did to her out of her mind.
    Heat streaked like electricity from her core to every part of her body. The walls of her pussy fluttered in need, muscles clenched with desire, breasts ached to be tormented even more. God, he could drive her out of her mind with one little stroke of his tongue, one little nip of her clit, one thrust of his fingers inside her. She wanted that right now . Right this minute.
    She dug her heels into the mattress, lifting her hips in silent entreaty. Killian buried his face in her neatly trimmed pubic curls, laughing softly as he traced her slit over and over with his tongue. She felt the wet heat of it against her sensitive skin, brushing here and there, never staying long enough in one place to satisfy her.
    He stroked and tormented, knowing exactly where and how to use his tongue. Lexie tugged on the rope restraining her wrists, using the leverage to arch her body to him. She panted with need when, at last, he thrust his tongue into her hot channel, curling it so the tip hit that sensitive sweet spot that drove her crazy.
    “Oh! Oh! Oh!” The little exclamations burst from her like tiny explosions of sound.
    Killian dragged his tongue from the clasp of her tissues and raised his head to look at her, his mouth shiny wet with her juices.
    “Too much?” he asked. “Shall I stop?” But he grinned at her, a hungry, knowing grin.
    “No.” She groaned the word. “Don’t stop. Do. Not. Stop.”
    Killian bent to his task, using his educated tongue and clever fingers to drive her wild with need. Time and again, he brought her to the brink, only to ease back, let her simmer before pushing those sensitive buttons again. He had her teetering on the brink for so long that when the orgasm crashed down on her, it took her by surprise. One moment, she strained for the release, the next she convulsed with it, pushed along further by Killian’s talented tongue and fingers.
    Moments later, she lay panting, her body trembling. Despite the relief, she still felt unfulfilled. She wanted more. Much more. She wanted him inside her, filling her so full she could hardly breathe.
    As if he’d read her mind, Killian rose to his knees and, with a deft twist of his fingers, undid the ropes binding her to the headboard. Next came the condom from the nightstand, rolled on with rapid dexterity. And finally… finally! …he pressed her knees back, opening her sex wide to him, positioned himself at her opening, and, with a thrust, drove himself inside her.
    God!
    Would she ever get used to the incredible feeling this gave her? The hard thickness of his shaft filled