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against the heat of her pussy. Even through layers of clothing it was as if his body subconsciously recognized hers. And the fact that she was an assassin only turned him on more.
    He rolled them again, purposely putting himself in a position of weakness. She lay atop him, his cock nestled in the vee between her legs and her hot core scorched him. He still hadn't given in to her demand but now her breasts hung in his face.
    He blew a puff of breath over her hard nipples and her eyes glazed. Gods, she was responsive. He had barely even touched her. She wanted him to suck her but he had no plans to give in easily. The battle was the reward. His throat tightened in anticipation. "Are we expecting your guards?"
    "No." She narrowed her gaze, her clear chestnut eyes suspicious.
    "So I can take my time?"
    She deliberately ground against his stiffy. "No."
    "Yes." He rocked his hips gently and delicately lapped at one stiff peak. He blew another puff of breath against the glistening tip. "You won't regret it."
    With a deep groan he buried his face between her breasts. The short stubble on his cheeks abraded her sensitive skin, reddened from his love play and still he refused to give in to her demands. The lush temptation of her body called to him. But yesterday, she had not been fulfilled. And today his mission was to pleasure her.
    "I already regret it," she snarled.
    Barbas slid his hot palm down the arched curve of her back and then delved beneath the snug fit of her breeches so that he could cup her very fine butt in his hands. "You have a gorgeous ass."
    Her breath quickened as his fingers slid along the crease in her buttocks and skimmed over her puckered rosette. Definitely not the time for that. He continued his path until his fingers found the slick cleft of her sex. She was wet. "You are wet for me," he murmured in pleasure.
    "Perhaps not you."
    "For me ," he stated emphatically and loved the fact that the statement was true. He could smell her arousal in the cool afternoon air. "I want to eat you up."
    He rolled again until she was beneath him and he quickly stripped her breeches down her legs.
    "I want that pretty pussy in my mouth. I want you begging for me to fuck you with my tongue." His cock grew harder at his words. Apparently she wasn't the only one turned on my dirty talk. Barbas held her down, his palms wrapped tightly around her ankles. Then he lifted her legs gently up and over his shoulders. His shoulders skimmed down the back of her thighs and spread her impossibly wider until she was laid bare for him.
    "I will not beg," she said breathlessly. Even in a position of extreme vulnerability, she didn't back down. He loved it.
    "I'm going to go down on you." He stated the words to the slick flesh of her sex. Another flush of arousal plumped her skin. Even his words turned her on. What would happen when he actually loved her with his mouth? He couldn't wait to find out. He put his lips to the thatch of curls that protected her womanhood and spoke against her sex. "And you are going to fucking love it."
    She'd been a virgin. And suddenly the possibilities were endless. He couldn't wait to initiate her into all the ways her could pleasure her.
    The salty sweet taste of her arousal coated his tongue. Barbas pressed a hard kiss right in the center of her sex, then just barely penetrated her with the tip of his tongue. Her hips lifted. He curled his arms around her hips and, palms flat against the sensitive skin of her abdomen, he pressed. Using his thumbs he held her sex open to the cool air and fluttered the tip of his tongue against her clit with a light touch.
    Aine moaned as played with her.
    Goddess, he was killing her. Her hips were locked in a tight embrace and her legs spread wide for his attentions. The slight flick of his tongue against her nub tantalized her, she reached for an orgasm but his touch was lighter than air and the sensations only teased.
    She reached down to hold onto him. She needed...something.