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the touch she craved. “Please, more .”
    “Shhh. Just let me take care of you,” he whispered, fingers trailing higher, barely brushing against her damp thong.
    She jerked and whimpered.
    “So wet, baby,” he whispered against her breast.
    She whimpered in reply and raised her hips when he hooked his finger into the waistband of her panties and tugged them down her legs. His eyes trailed back up to her wet folds, now exposed to his view. The feeling of vulnerability was unsettling, arousing. She fought the urge to close her legs, letting the heat build higher.
    Alex made a low sound in his throat and cupped her throbbing mound in his palm. She gasped, held her breath when his thumb trailed over her damp, swollen sex. Up and down, soft as a breath. He was so careful with her, and it was wonderful, but she needed more. Needed something hotter, rougher, and didn’t know how to tell him.
    “Touch me.” The words were a raw whisper, her hips lifting into his hand.
    He looked up into her eyes. The lust she saw mirrored there made her belly flip. God, she was desperate for that hard edge in him. For him to unleash the hunger she sensed buried beneath his gentleness.
    The muscles in her thighs quivered, the need twisting inside her. “I want you.” However she could have him, however much he would give her.
    His slow smile almost dissolved her bones. “I know. But how do you want me?” He drew his fingertip over her sultry folds, up and down, never touching the hard bud of her clit, never sliding into her body to ease the pounding ache there.
    “I want…” She bit her lip. Couldn’t say it. I want you to take away my control. Make me helpless. Let me fight but not win while you push into me, take me, make me yours.
    “You want my mouth on you?”
    Shivering in his hold, she nodded. Her body was screaming for release. If he’d just give her that, it would be enough for now.
    With a deep murmur he bent to nuzzle the smooth skin above her mound, inhaled deeply. The muscles in her belly jumped beneath his lips. Her hands wound tighter into his hair, bracing for the touch of his mouth. When it came she swallowed a sharp cry and tensed. The smooth heat of his tongue made her buck. His hands immediately went to her hips to hold her in place. The feel of him restraining her even in that small way spiked her arousal higher, but the way he kissed and licked her softest flesh shook her to her core.
    His tongue moved over her slick folds like warm velvet, lapping and cherishing every sensitive inch before zeroing in on her swollen clit.
    “Oh God,” she whimpered, lifting toward his face. Please. Please God, make me come. She needed it so badly.
    His strong hands held her firmly to the couch as a deep growl vibrated through him. He licked at her sweetly, slow and lazy, while her pleasure magnified. In seconds she was moaning and writhing in ecstasy. Then he pushed two fingers into her and stroked her inner walls, mimicking the rhythm of his tongue.
    Tia couldn’t take it. Her head thrashed on the leather cushion as plaintive cries tore out of her. She gripped his head tight between her hands and rode his tongue, too lost in sensation to care that she’d lost all modesty.
    Alex stayed with her, never rushing her as she rode the building waves of pleasure. His lips closed around her to suck tenderly, those experienced fingers twisting inside her, and she shattered. Her own desperate cries echoed in her ears as the release tore through her in endless, molten pulses.
    Coming back to earth, she found the strength to open her eyes and look down her body. Alex was nestled between her thighs, his lips trailing soft kisses across her quivering belly. Her fingers relaxed in his hair, smoothing it. He closed his eyes and leaned into her touch with an animal sound of pleasure, and her throat closed up. She had no words. He’d been so incredibly gentle, so unselfish. The terrible ache in her body was gone, replaced by a warm,