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holding me to him. His touch, his hold, made me feel so secure, so protected.
                  I broke away just long enough to gasp, “Bed.” I touched my lips against his once more. “Let’s go to bed.”
                  With incredible ease, he stood up, lifting me in his arms with no apparent difficulty. He kissed me hard again. “You got it, boss,” he murmured, his hot breath against my cheek. I could hear rather than see his smile.
                  In my small bedroom, Jonah almost took up the entire space. Laying me down on the bed, he followed me down, leaning over me.
                  His entire hardened body pressed me down, pinning me at his mercy. With quick efficiency that showed his skill, he quickly removed my clothes and his, leaving us both naked and heated with anticipation.
                  Cupping my breast in one large hand, he pulled my nipple into his mouth, sucking on it gently. I sighed in pleasure but then arched my back as he suddenly sucked hard, using his other hand to pinch my other nipple.
                  A twist of pain and pleasure shot down my spine, immediately making my pussy clench in reflex. I cried out a little as the waves of pleasure pulsed right beneath my skin.
                  We hardly knew each other. It had barely been two days we had been in each other’s company and yet it felt as if our bodies were finally reuniting after a long separation. A hot cord of connection pulled at us, keeping our bodies writhing and pressed against each other.
                  “From the minute I saw you,” Jonah breathed hotly against my skin, “I’ve wanted to taste you.”
                  “Wha—” I said, barely able to pull myself out of the hazy spiral of pleasure he was methodically sending me towards.
                  But before I could say more, I felt Jonah wedge himself between my legs and soon a hot tongue was pressed against my central core of arousal. My entire body shuddered and then tightened as his tongue intimately stroked against my swollen folds, edging me closer to the cliff’s edge.
                  I reached down and ran my hand through his thick hair, luxuriating in his touch. As his tongue swiped over my sensitive and swollen clit, I squealed as pleasure shrieked across me. I arched up and almost tried to scoot away, the sensation too much to take. But Jonah immediately wrapped his arms around my thighs, keeping me trapped.
                  He meant to get his fill of me and I was going nowhere. The knowledge of being trapped oddly made my body relax. It was as if my body knew it had no choice so it might as well enjoy itself.
                  Jonah ran his tongue around my clit, flicking it occasionally to get a muffled cry from me. I could hear a deep rumble of satisfaction and pleasure from him as he tasted me.
                  I blushed to know that he seemed to like what he tasted.
                  I was soon sent into a spiraling world of just nebulous bubbles of ecstasy that seemed to float all across my body. My entire skin was as sensitive as a live wire and I felt energy crackle through me. God, I wanted him. I wanted him badly.
                  Jonah rose up between my legs. He leaned over me, his dark eyes peering into me. They looked like heated coals that burned with a desire that nearly melted me. His gaze ripped away every pretense, every cover, leaving me raw and bare and totally at his mercy.
                  He took my lips again. “So sweet,” he murmured against my cheek. “You’re too sweet, baby.”
                  And with that, he plunged the entirety of his thick length into me, making me gasp as I arched against him.
                  Above me, Jonah groaned deeply in bone shaking pleasure. He wrapped a hard arm around my