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earned by my
carelessness.”
    She wasn’t fooled by his bravado. Adrenaline
might have ushered him past the pain in the arena, but it must have
hurt like hell when the wound was stitched. There were no
anesthetics in New Pompeii.
    Dismissing the tangent with a soft sigh, she
moved on to his tapered back and tight, round ass. He stood still
and let her explore, following her with his gaze. She marveled at
the corded muscle beneath his satin-smooth skin.
    “Does my body please you?” The hoarse catch
in his voice surprised her. Was he fishing for compliments or
fighting for control?
    She pressed her breasts against his back and
wrapped her arms around his lean waist. “Looking at you makes me
tingle. How do you think touching you is affecting me?”
    “I am about to find out, so you better finish
your exploration.”
    Easing her hand lower and lower, she wrapped
her fingers around his cock. “Oh my. Now this requires a closer
inspection.” She slipped around his side and faced him, biting her
lower lip as she gazed at her prize. “Very nice.” He was hard and
long and thick. Her hand pumped him with slow, steady strokes as
she imagined him moving deep inside her. He would stretch her inner
walls until she groaned and fill her more completely than she’d
ever been filled before.
    A bead of liquid formed at the tip. She
caught it with her thumb and smoothed it over the sloping crown. He
tensed, his breaths coming fast and shallow.
    “No you don’t.” He caught her wrist and
dragged her hand away from his shaft. “Tonight is about your
pleasure.”
    “That was giving me pleasure.”
    He ignored her protest and urged her back
onto the bed. She sat on the edge and he knelt on the floor between
her legs. With one hand cupping her breast and the other tangled in
her hair, he brought their mouths together for a feverish kiss.
    She opened to him, tilting her head and
encouraging the bold thrust of his tongue. His lips were firm, his
tongue hot as it slid against and curled around hers. His breath
streamed into her mouth, offering his scent and enhancing his
taste. She crossed her ankles behind him, pulling herself closer to
the heat of his body. Reality blurred and sensations intensified.
She felt open and empty, ready to be filled, needing him deep
inside.
    He rolled her nipple, pressing and pulling
until the tip was pebble hard between his fingers. Leaving one side
aching for more attention, he moved to the other and worked its
crest into a hard little point. She fidgeted and wiggled,
helplessly following his hand. She wanted the hot, wet pull of his
mouth, but she didn’t want to end their intoxicating kisses.
    “I want to taste you,” he whispered against
her kiss-swollen lips.
    “You need more than one mouth.”
    Fierce possessiveness erupted in his gaze
even as he said, “This night is about your pleasure. If you need
more than one mouth to fulfill—”
    “That’s not what I meant.” She pressed her
hand against the side of his face and caressed his lower lip with
her thumb. “You’re more than enough for me. I just didn’t want to
stop kissing you, but I want to feel this incredible mouth other
places too.”
    He nipped her thumb, his lips curving in a
sexy smile. “Which other places?”
    As if to prompt her answer, her nipples
tingled. “I’ll leave it up to you.”
    His fingers pushed into the back of her hair
and carefully pulled her head back. “If you want my mouth on your
body, you must ask.”
    Excitement tumbled through her at his stern
tone. His eyes flashed carnal demand as he slowly licked his lips.
“My nipples,” she whispered. “Please, suck on my nipples.”
    His lips fastened onto one nipple, and her
breath caught in her throat. He sucked her with firm, deep pulls.
His tongue teased the tip while his lips pulled her flesh deeper
into his mouth. She clung to his shoulders and surrendered to the
sensations. He shifted to her other breast. Heat darted from her
breast to the apex of