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    Brady stepped up to her, cupped her jaw in his hands, and tilted her face up to his as he held her gaze. “You’re beautiful.”
    Niara stared back at him, lips parted though she said nothing. She’d said she was a little damaged, pushed down fairly low from a cheating husband. That would do a number on any woman’s self worth, so perhaps she didn’t believe him.
    He’d just have to spend some time convincing her, then.
    A gentle nudge against her shoulders and she took the signal, moving back onto the bed to sit against the assortment of colorful pillows by the headboard. Brady stripped his T-shirt off first, pride warming him as her gaze openly roamed over his body; his cock went harder, something he scarce thought possible. His jeans he discarded next but left his boxer briefs, and climbed up the bed toward her.
    She shivered under his touch and he leaned down to kiss her again. Her back bowed, hands snaking around him, but he didn’t linger at her lips; instead he traced her jaw, her chin, her throat. He swiftly unhooked her bra and slipped it off, his lips diving down to catch her left nipple as her breasts fell free.
    Another moan and it was all he could do not to tear the rest of their clothes off. He held back, coiling his wants up into a tightly wound ball, and restrained it while he focused on her pleasure. His tongue teased her nipple into a hard peak, then he abandoned it for the other while she drove her fingers through his hair.
    “Brady,” she whispered in a throaty voice. He loved the sound of his name on her lips—how long had he dreamed of hearing it? All through high school, he’d never dreamed, though, that it would feel like this .
    Both hands came up to cup her breasts, rolling and teasing them, and then his lips descended. He trailed kisses and licks down her taut stomach to the band of her panties. A deep breath in and he inhaled her musk, her desire. He dragged her panties down and off her feet, then pressed his hands to her quivering inner thighs, parting them. Her big dark eyes watched him, quick, panting breaths leaving her kiss-swollen lips.
    His first lick pressed her clit; she arched and gasped, hands grasping the bedspread on either side of her hips. His tongue swept over her labia and then dipped between her folds. Each deliberate taste had her moving against him, hips lifting off the bed. She wouldn’t last long and it would only be the first of a few times he planned to see her come tonight, so he indulged.
    He drew one finger up, tracing her slit and taunting her, and then slipped inside the opening of her pussy. Her channel was slick, ready, and he could only imagine how it would feel to drive his cock into her at last. He brought a second finger to join the first, pumping into her, and glided his tongue back up to flick against her clitoris with quick, firm strokes.
    “ Brady ...” she breathed out again, her voice fading as she undulated against him. He glanced up, watching her tip her head back, imagined her eyes closed as she thrashed beneath his ministrations. She whimpered, hips rising steadily off the bed, then she cried out as her pussy clenched his fingers. She rode the wave of orgasm and then slumped on the bed, panting, shaking still.
    He kissed the inside of her left thigh, then the right. Pressed another to her hip. Damned if he wanted to let her rest awhile, but he didn’t think he could wait much longer to sheath himself in her at last.
    And after he had, he knew his plans to leave tomorrow might slip away entirely.

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    Niara struggled to catch her breath and calm her rapidly beating heart. Her limbs felt weighted, and she couldn’t do much more than lie there sprawled. Eventually she got a hand up to swipe sweat-damp hair from her forehead and flickered her eyes open when she felt the mattress shift under Brady’s weight.
    He kissed her shoulder, then his lips moved over her collar bone and throat. “How are you feeling,