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girl, Sara. Keep riding. It’s going to take effort on both our parts to get your kitty up to par.”
    He could feel soft quakes begin at her core and knew she was close, so very, very close to release, but he wasn’t quite ready to bring her over just yet. He wanted to give her so much more than a quick, hurried orgasm. Nostrils flaring, he eased his fingers out, giving her no reprieve from the tension building inside her.
    She looked alarmed. “No, don’t stop.”
    Mitch chuckled. He had no intention of stopping. He was far from done with the little vixen. In fact he’d only just begun to discover all her fantasies. “I don’t think that’s working, Sara. I believe I’m going to have to amp up my efforts and switch tools.”
    Gone was her alarm. Intrigue moved in to take its place. Dark eyes came alive with curiosity. Her breathing was heavy, labored. The soft blade of her tongue darted out to moisten her lips. “Yes, Mitch, of course. You’re a professional firefighter, so I trust you to choose the right tool for the right job.” Her voice deepened with undeniable excitement.
    He loved how she played along. He smiled as everything in him reached out to her. Damn, she really was something else. Unlike all the other women he’d been with, Sara was interested in this being a fantasy for him, too.
    Mitch climbed to his feet and gathered her into his arms. Her hair fell over her face and he brushed it back, taking great care in tucking it behind her ear. Desire clouded her eyes and her breath caught. She shivered, her body reacting to his touch.
    Wanting to keep the intimate contact at all times, he pulled her closer. Her small hands raced around his neck, her fingers linked together.
    Seeking an even deeper intimacy, Mitch put his lips close to hers and ravished her mouth. Warm and firm, she pressed against him. Aching to feel his cock inside her hot heat, he pulled her bottom lip between his teeth and sucked until her mouth was raw and swollen. His tongue sank inside, an urgent exploration. With deep, hungry thrusts he lashed against the side of her mouth, and then tangled his tongue with hers, swiping her teeth, her lips. As they traded kisses for a long time, her arms tightened, holding him to her, offering herself up to him completely. Her body melted against him as he pillaged her with his tongue. When she gave a needy whimper, an unexpected rush of emotions and sensations ripped through him and caught him off balance. Mitch broke the kiss and inched back.
    Sara sucked in air, her eyes smoldering. She touched his cheek and whispered in a soft tone, “Wow.” A flurry of emotions passed over her face and he wondered what she was thinking.
    His body thrummed, and blood pulsed through his veins. His grin was slow and easy, even though that kiss had shaken him to his core. He worked to compose himself before he dropped to his knees, dragged her down along with him, and fucked her until sunup.
    Reining in his lust, he said, “Wow yourself.”
    Fuck… he cursed under his breath, berating himself for feeling so emotional. He tried to keep his feelings under wraps—he really did—but with just one kiss, the little vixen had broken through his defenses without even trying.
    Her seductive voice pulled him from his musings. “Maybe seeing you naked will help with the resuscitation.” She gripped his shirt and tugged.
    Mitch stepped back, tore off his shirt in one swift movement, and discarded it.
    “Keep going,” she whispered, her voice low and hoarse.
    His pants and everything under them followed until he stood before her stark naked, his arousal throbbing, clamoring for her undivided attention.
    “Oh my,” he heard her murmur as dark eyes latched on to his cock. “I believe we’ve just found the necessary tool .” She wiggled her finger, motioning him closer.
    When he stepped into her personal space, her soft hand closed around his shaft and stroked gently. She moaned, low in her throat. Her fingers felt