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strapless contraption that she marveled was even still in place. When Sebastian took in the sight of her breasts, pressed high and plumped for his appraisal, a ragged breath escaped him. “If you tell me that this is another of Tristan’s trappings, I shall have to kill the bastard, whichever sex he prefers.”
    She laughed softly. “If it make you feel better, he hasn’t seen me in it.”
    “Too right, he hasn’t.” Leaning forward, the man lowered his mouth to her throat, moving downward in a series of lackadaisical, heated kisses that had Gabriel squirming beneath him. When he finally reached the barrier of her complicated brassiere, he nipped playfully at the valley of her breasts before finding the fastening of the garment and undoing it. After that, it was just a matter of unpeeling the cups and discarding the damned thing on the coffee table.
    “How did you do that?” Gabrielle’s inquiry came in an awed voice, even as Sebastian was staring at her bared breasts like a man starved.
    “Perseverance.” Then, his mouth closed over a nipple and Gabby had a very hard time forming rational thoughts. Sebastian was lingering and thorough, his tongue circling the hardened little nub before suckling at it until she gasped in pleasure. Gently, he eased her legs apart as he worked her skirt upward. He released her breast with a soft pop before switching to its twin.
    A delirious moan escaped Gabby as he found the heat of her and brought his palm flush against it. The way he’d kissed her in the cab had been enough for her to grow slick against the thin lace and now, she only grew moister as he rocked his hand back and forth over her. One arm wrapped around his neck, tunneling through his hair as the other clutched his shoulders and her breath hitched.
    The man’s torturous mouth nipped at her aureole and Gabrielle undulated against him as pleasure spiked through her. “Sebastian! Jesus …” A completely unflattering sound of surprise escaped her as the man lifted her into his arms, standing from the couch as he raised his head to gaze down at her. “Let’s relocate, shall we?”
    She could hardly have refused him at that moment. Had he suggested that she stand on her head and sing God Save the Queen, she would have done it. Instead, he merely kissed her once more, sucking at her lower lip as he carried her down a short hallway to an expansive bedroom. Gabby barely had time to take in the lush decorations before she found herself standing on the carpet as Sebastian slid her dress down and completely off her – leaving her in the briefest pair of panties she owned.
    “ Bloody hell.” Gabby gasped as he straightened so he was on his knees before her, placing a series of searing kisses over her hip and lower abdomen so her legs went weak and she clutched his shoulders for purchase. “You’re going to kill me, Gabby.”
    Funny, she’d just been thinking the same thing. Within moments, however, Gabby wasn’t thinking anything at all. Sebastian had tugged her panties to one side and his very eager tongue slid over the drenched slit of her in an eager lap. The young woman cried out, her knees trembling as they threatened to give way beneath her. Sebastian responded with a firm hold on her hips, drawing one of her legs up and over his shoulder as he supported her.
    Gabrielle moaned and whimpered, her entire body jerking as the man proceeded to devastate her with his clever mouth. His tongue darted among her clenching muscles before circling her clit agonizingly so she cried his name. He kissed over her wet folds before suckling on her clitoris powerfully. Gabrielle wobbled, clutching at the edge of the bed for purchase as her vision momentarily went white. The man was eating at her as if it were his last meal, and she didn’t know how much more she could endure. “Sebastian…”She moaned, before his name left her on something unflattering close to a shriek. “ Sebastian ! Please! God, please!”
    He groaned