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her throbbing nub.
    “Yes,” she cried.
    He tried to ease the teddy down. “Damn.”
    “What’s wrong?”
    “I have to untie your hands to remove this blasted thing.”
    She laughed. “Tear it.”
    “No way. I like the look. Next time you make breakfast for me, wear it.”
    “So untie me. You talk too much.”
    She tightened her legs around him.
    He freed her hands and pulled the teddy from her body. She grasped the spindles of the headboard.
    Greg kissed her and slid his hands beneath her buttocks. In a swift move he plunged inside. “Fast enough?”
    “Yes.” He filled her completely. She locked her legs around his hips.
    As he moved she matched his rhythm. Heat shimmered and then boiled. The slap of flesh on flesh drove her into a frenzy of movement. Her climax hovered just beyond reach. Harder and faster he moved. A moan rose and blended with a triumphant shout. Her inner muscles spasmed with aftershocks rolling through her. He collapsed against her chest. Their raspy breathing slowed. She stroked his sweat drenched skin.
    He rolled over taking her with him. She rained kisses on his face. “I’m so sated.”
    “Me too. For now.”
    She nestled against him and sorted through the emotions storming through her thoughts. She wanted to cherish this man. She wanted to speak of love but love was ephemeral. Love vanished leaving hurt to remain. She closed her eyes and drifted into impossible dreams.
     
    * * *
     
    Greg opened his eyes. He tried to sit up and couldn’t move. Her eyes flew open. “What the…”
    Allie peered down at him. “My turn to have you at my mercy.”
    He sucked in a breath. “I’m all yours. His cock stirred. “What do you have in mind?”
    “A thorough examination of the goods.” She brushed her hand over his hair. Her nipples were tantalizingly close. He managed to flick the tip of one with his tongue. The sound she made brought him to life.
    She allowed his access while she finger combed his hair. Then she moved away. She selected several condoms from the snifter. As she examined them he held in words urging her to hurry. She leaned forward and ran her tongue over his lips. He opened his mouth and she stroked his tongue with hers. One of her hands caressed his chest.
    He groaned. “Want you.”
    “Patience and you’ll have all your desires answered.” She inched backwards while her hands moved over his chest, his abdomen and lower. Blood rushed from his head. He felt hard enough to shatter. She grasped his erection and pressed her fingers against the skin at the base. “Steel encased in silk.” She licked the head flicking her tongue over the sensitive skin.
    “Free me.”
    “Not yet.” She opened the condom and sheathed him. Then she took him into her mouth. She turned. If his hands had been free he would have tended to her most sensitive places. Before he could beg, she slid over him.
    “Allie.” He wanted to beg. He wanted her with every ounce of himself. She leaned forward and freed his hands. He grasped her hips. “Ride me. Ride me hard and fast.”
    She braced her hands on his shoulders and moved. Pressure built. He dug his feet into the mattress and thrust again and again. He heard her ragged breathing. With a suddenness making him catch his breath he came.
    “Mine,” he growled. “You are mine.”
    “For now.”
    He slid his hand between them. “We’ll see.” He stimulated her until her back arched and she cried out. She sprawled on his chest. He tightened his arms around her.
    No matter what she thought, she was his.
     
     
     
    Chapter Four
     
    Bright sunlight woke Greg. He rolled over and looked at Allie. Her tousled hair and swollen lips brought memories of heated kisses. He brushed strands of hair from her face and slid his hands over her throat and collarbone to caress her breasts. Her nipples pebbled. She moaned and pressed against his hands. He continued his explorations. When he reached her mound he slid his fingers into her cleft.
    Her eyes