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promise of devotion.
    His tongue traced the edge of the areola, encircling the nipple until the only thing left was draw the tender bud into his mouth. He sucked hard, suddenly greedy for the taste of her skin, the heat of her body. Moving to the other breast, he attempted to give it the same affectionate treatment, but the blood pounded in his skull, an ancient rhythm of lust and need that he gave into willingly, gladly.
    He dropped to his knees, the very image of a slave showing his loyalty to the goddess, and paid tribute to every inch of her skin, from rib to navel, from navel to hip, from hip to the edge of her pubic hair.
    “Garrett … oh Garrett !”
    He took her cries for consent and delved into her soft core. Grabbing her buttocks and pushing her forward, he traced her slick opening with his tongue. Sweet God.
    He felt the trembling of her thighs, the hard dive of her fingers into hair, the long moan echoing in the tiny bathroom. Water battered them endlessly; liquid pearls slid down Jessica’s skin, dropping into his eyes, into his mouth.
    It didn’t matter.
    Only Jessica mattered.
    Only this mattered.
    “Please,” she begged. “Please, Garrett. Make me come.”
    He doubled his efforts, licking her, flicking his tongue, over and over. His erection was harder than a steel rod, and he wanted nothing more than slip inside Jessica, take his pleasure while she found hers.
    Then Jessica tensed, a stillness that lasted an eternity, and screamed.
    Garrett savored the nectar flowing into his mouth. He drank from Jessica with voracious need until he felt the tug of her hands on his hair, drawing him upward.
    When he stood, she kissed him. Long, hot, hard. Her tongue warred with his as her hands slipped down his chest to his buttocks. He felt the squeeze of her hands on his ass, the press of her opening against his the tip of his length.
    Oh God.
    Then, she pulled away from him, stepping back, her eyes still glazed with passion.
    Her wait-and-see smile stalled the question in his throat. She turned around, bent over, and flattened her palms against the tile wall. Seconds ticked by as he looked at her gorgeous ass. Water pebbled on her pale skin, rolling down her lush curves.
    “Garrett? How much of an invitation do you need?”
    Without wasting another nanosecond, he stepped forward, bent his knees, and held onto her hips as he pushed his cock between her thighs. Sensations ricocheted through him, registering high on the Wow-O-Meter. His thoughts were vague and floaty … all he could do was feel the soft slide of skin, the water turning tepid, the unsteady pounding of his heart.
    Jessica’s fingers closed around his cock and she guided him into her tight, slick heat. He sheathed himself all the way to his balls and sucked in a breath. He waited, allowing her to adjust around him, and then oh-so-slowly withdrew. When he pressed inside her with the same unhurried precision, her inner muscles milked him. He bit his lower lip, shuddering with every sweet clench.
    Any thought of leisurely making love disappear like mist in the sunlight. He grabbed her hips and plunged inside her, ramming his cock into her sweet flesh until the heat and the lust and the mind-fogging passion entwined, winding into a tight coil … and released.
    “Jessica!” The orgasm shook him to his center, sailing through his entire body with the fierceness of an ocean storm.
    My mate , his heart roared. My very soul . As he held her in his arms, their bodies still connected, he wondered how in the world he could have ever left her behind.

Chapter Six
    A fter their yowzer interlude in the shower, they’d gotten dressed—they were both in jeans and T-shirts that Garrett had ordered from the upscale boutique while Jessica had dried her hair. She was glad he’d kept the clothing choice simple. A suit and dress were not going to serve them well if Lise showed up again.
    A sparkle near the door caught her eye. “What’s that?” Jessica bent down and