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I’m going to have you screaming my name.” He wanted
it so she couldn’t think of anyone else but him.
    His name.
    His cock.
    Everything about him would be permanently
embedded in her mind.  
    “What are you doing to me?” she
asked, moaning after her final word.
    “I’m seducing you, baby. This is
what it’s all about. Seduction in every word. Look at
my cock and see what you standing there naked is doing to me.” Her gaze drifted
to his cock.
    Paul growled as her tongue peeked out
to lick her lips. Did she have any idea how fucking sexy she looked like that?
He was panting for her.
    Glancing down at his cock he saw the
thick vein down along the side stood out. His cock was rock hard and red from
his rubbing.
    He couldn’t handle it anymore.
Letting go of his cock, he grabbed her hand and led her into the sitting room.
Pushing her down on the sofa, he sat beside her. Taking hold of her hands, he
pushed them to the back of her head.
    “Keep them there. I don’t want you
moving.”
    Rachel didn’t complain or moan. She
kept her hands firmly behind her head.  
    Opening her thighs, he purposefully
kept his gaze on her even though all he wanted to do was look at her pussy. Her
scent permeated the air letting him know she was close to letting go.
    “Are you still seducing me?” she
asked.
    “I’m always seducing you, Rachel.”
    “I thought seduction was supposed to
happen on dates with our clothes on,” she said.
    Paul smiled. “We have time for that
later. You’re too impatient to wait that long.” The truth was, he wasn’t able
to wait that long to take her. He was desperate for her.
    “No, I can’t wait that long. I need
to feel you inside me.”
    Pressing a finger to her lips, Paul
stopped her from talking. “No more talking unless I tell you. I want you to
feel what I do to you. Feel me.” Moving his hand away from her mouth he rested
both of his palms against her collarbone. He didn’t apply any pressure, but he
kept his hands rested there, waiting to see her response.
    Rachel lay there waiting for him. He
saw the trust in her eyes, and it turned him on.
    Slowly, he stroked down to the tops
of her breasts. Paul watched as she took a deep breath and then let it out.
    “Tell me what you’re thinking,” he
said.
    “I’m allowed to speak?” she asked,
smiling.
    “Don’t get cocky. I’ve asked you a question.
Answer it.”
    A sigh escaped from her tempting
lips. “I tingle all over. Your hands are big and rough from hard work. They
feel nice against my skin.”
    He nodded and circled both nipples
with a finger from each hand. She licked her lips. Her hands gripped the arm of
the sofa tighter. He saw her knuckles were white. His woman had responsive,
tight nipples.
    Using his whole hand, he cupped them
wondering how far he could push her.
    She cried out, arching up into his
touch. Rachel didn’t let go of the sofa. Her body was a thing of beauty, and he
intended to explore every inch of her.

Chapter Five
     
    Rachel couldn’t stop the moan or
keep herself still. Her stomach tightened, and heat gathered between her
thighs. She’d never known touching could create such a response.
    “Are you okay?” Paul asked.
    Glancing at him, she saw the
devilish smile on his face. He knew the havoc he was causing with her body, and
he liked it.
    “I’m fine.” Her abrupt response
turned into a scream as he tweaked her right nipple. The sudden pain
intensified the pleasure. Rachel tried to close her legs, but Paul rested
there, stopping her. Instead, she gripped the arm of the sofa and closed her
eyes to try to calm herself. His touch left her. Opening her eyes she watched
as he moved Mitch’s coffee table out of the way. Why did everyone feel the need
to have a coffee table in the centre of a room?
    “This sofa is obstructing us. Come
on. I want to see you spread out on the floor.” Paul helped her onto the floor.
The thick, fluffy carpet blanketed her butt and back. Settling down she