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words. He’d been thinking of her just like she’d been thinking of him.
    “You taste even better than you did in my fantasy.”
    Instead of unzipping her, his hands went to her hair and gently removed each pin. Her hair fell in waves around her face and she moaned in pleasure when he rubbed her scalp, his fingers easing away the soreness of having it up for so long.
    “That feels good,” she said, thrilled to have her hair down and even more thrilled at his touch.
    “That’s my plan.”
    Ever so slowly, the zipper slid down, gradually exposing her to him. His lips followed the path until finally coming to a stop at the small of her back. Two large hands gently pushed the gown from her shoulders.
    She turned around as the silken material slipped off her body. The gown didn’t allow for a bra, so she was topless when she faced him. One by one, she undid the buttons on his shirt. “I believe your ten seconds are up.”
    He took her hand in his and placed a kiss on her palm. “There’s been a change of plans. Rest assured, though, I’ll still have you under me at some point.”
    She couldn’t wait to feel him above her, pressing into her. “Then you better let go of my hand so I can finish unbuttoning your shirt.”
    He hesitated for the briefest of moments, but then his easy smile came back. “I suppose it’s only fair since I undressed you.”
    Quicker than before, she undid his buttons. The shirt fell away, revealing his hard chest. She ran her hand down the sculpted muscles. “My, my, my. Looks like someone works out.”
    “The better to fuck you, my dear.”
    Her knees quaked at his dirty talk. She loved a vocal man. “Really? I would have thought that depended on another part of your anatomy.” Her fingers drifted to his waistband.
    “When done correctly, it’s a whole body activity.”
    How long had it been since she’d been with someone who really knew what he was doing in bed? She couldn’t count in months; years would be closer to the truth.
    She started to drop to her knees, but he stopped her.
    “Not tonight, Julie.”
    She looked up, puzzled.
    “My plan is for this to actually last longer than ten seconds,” he said, but something else lurked behind his expression.
    Without explaining further, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Softly. As if she were fragile. Little by little, he backed her toward the bed, so she sat on the edge of the mattress wearing only a tiny pair of panties.
    He stood above her, his fingers swirling over her chest, lightly brushing her nipples. He dropped his mouth to one and gave it a gentle suck. Her back arched, silently begging for more. Asking to be taken deeper. To be engulfed.
    “Lie back,” he said, his voice low and commanding.
    She obeyed, situating herself on the bed with her legs hanging over the side. He was still standing, his hands lightly brushing over her body. Rougher than a tickle, his touch teased her mercilessly. Desire pooled between her legs, but that was the one area he avoided.
    “Please,” she begged, lifting her hips in silent invitation.
    “Some part of you feeling neglected?”
    “You did say it was a whole body activity.” She playfully pouted.
    He chuckled. “I did, didn’t I? How rude of me not to involve all your parts.”
    His finger teased the leg of her thong. Her legs shook. She felt desperate for him to touch her. One glance revealed him kneeling between her legs. She watched as he hooked a finger inside her underwear and slowly pulled it off.
    Naked under his gaze, she didn’t feel exposed. She felt powerful and needy and wanting. Oh so wanting.
    “Please,” she said again.
    “Is your pussy feeling deprived?” He trailed a finger up her thigh, inching closer. Drifting away.
    “Yes,” she said, not caring that her voice sounded like a whine.
    “Keep your legs spread nice and wide for me.” He pushed them farther apart. “Just like that.”
    Bending down, he placed a single kiss on her upper thigh. Then