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he’d go out of his damn mind.
    Without a word, he advanced until the back of her knees hit the edge of the bed. Off-balance and with nowhere to go, he had her at his mercy. Bending her over his arm, the other buried in her hair, he pulled her head back. His lips grazed a path along her soft throat. Her perfume wound a sensual web around him, each deep inhale making his cock harder. He had no clue what it was called, but every time he smelled it from now on, he’d be as hard as a fucking rock.
    The zipper at her spine rasped in the silence of the room, vying with their ragged breathing. The material of her dress parted as he dragged the tab down. She shivered, head still thrown back. Feeling like a kid at Christmas, he peeled the fabric away from her breasts. His breath punched out of his lungs as the dress dropped to gather around her waist and her breasts were revealed. Encased in black lace this time, they took his breath away.
    His hands shook as he hooked a finger into the cups, easing the lace away and tucked it under the full curves. The taut peaks of her nipples popped free, and his mouth watered. Bending, he flicked his tongue over one and relished her sharp intake of breath. Her hands came up, driving into his hair to hold him there, and he smiled.
    Time to drive her wild all over again…

Chapter Four
     
    Wet heat engulfed her nipple, sending a cascade of warm pleasure rolling through her body. Daisy shivered and held him to her, arching her back to offer more of her breasts up to his lips and mouth. Even though he had her bent over, she had no fear he would drop her. The steely strength in his frame was obvious, and if she was honest, a total turn-on. The fact that he was strong enough to break her in two if he felt like it made her shiver, all sorts of wanton thoughts running through her head.
    Her panties were long gone. The fabric of her dress was bunched about her waist, and with her bra cups tucked out of the way, everything was on show for him. Revealed. Naked. She moaned, the sound nearer a whimper, and shifted to run a foot up the outside of his leg. He growled, the vibration against her nipple making her eyes roll in her head then cupped her ass again. His other hand covered her nape, holding her still as he crowded her, dominated her.
    “Oh god, yeah. More,” she begged, rocking her hips against his. She wanted everything he had to give and then some. She wanted everything.
    “Don’t worry, love. You’ll get more.”
    He hooked his fingers behind her knee, pulling her leg up over his hip. The thick evidence of his arousal pressed against her right where she needed him, and her clit throbbed in time with the pulsing of his cock. At her gasp, he chuckled.
    “Yeah? You like that? There’s more where that came from, I promise you.”
    He hooked the other leg and hauled her into his arms. She squeaked and grabbed his shoulders, then moaned as he ground her down over his groin. The fabric of his pants rasped against her sensitive clit, her slick pussy lips dampening the front. Her cheeks flamed.
    “Hot,” he muttered, eyes glittering in the darkness. “And wet. God, that’s sexy.”
    He was sexy. Her breathing hitched as he walked onto the bed, on his knees, dropping her into the center. Within a heartbeat, he was over her, her breasts mashed to his chest as he hauled her hands over her head to pin them. Wordlessly she arched against him, loving the way he did that. Controlled her body, allowing her reactions to soar free. With a muttered curse, he pulled back to look at her.
    “That gets you going, doesn’t it?” His expression tightened with triumph and a deep, dark heat that had her quivering in excitement. “Oh, fuck yeah.”
    His movements sure, he reached over to the bedside table for something. The drawer opened and closed, but she couldn’t see what he was doing. Then something soft whispered over her arms. She looked up. A tie. As soft as silk, it made her shiver when he drew it