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nuts.”
    She sat up and shoved at him until he was flat on his back. He folded his hands behind his head, content to lie back and let her do her thing.
    She had the look of a hungry woman ready to feast. There wasn’t a nerve ending in his body that wasn’t jumping like a frog on speed.
    He flinched when she bent down and pressed her lips just two inches above the thatch of hair surrounding his cock. Her tongue swept out and swirled a trail to his navel, and every one of his muscles rippled in response.
    His cock stood fully at attention now, begging for her touch. For her mouth. God, he wanted her mouth. Her tongue. Hell, right now he just wanted her to touch him. Curl her hand around him.
    Her hands petted him, brushing ever so lightly over his chest. Down to his thighs. His hips. He arched, trying to guide himself toward her hand, but she moved her fingers down his legs.
    “Miserable tease,” he complained.
    “What do you want me to do?” she asked, a devilish twinkle in her eye. Ah, hell. She knew exactly what she was doing.
    He snagged one of her hands and pulled it to his straining cock. He curled her fingers around the base and moved her hand up and down.
    “I want to taste you.”
    He groaned. It was the sound of a man in the throes of the sweetest agony. “God, sweetheart, I want you to taste me, too.”
    She dipped her head, her silky curls falling over his thighs. He released her hand and shoved his fingers into her hair, pulling it away so he could see.
    He flinched and moaned again when her pink tongue flicked out to swirl around the head. Her lips parted, and she slowly slid her mouth over the tip, down the base until he lodged against the back of her throat.
    “Mother fuck,” he swore.
    His hand tightened in her hair as he arched into her. She made the sweetest sucking sounds as her mouth worked up and down. Her tongue felt like a velvet glide, slightly rough, hot. The ache began deep in his balls and swelled upward.
    She eased her lips up from the base until the head popped out of her mouth with a wet sucking noise.
    “Tell me you’re not finished,” he said, not giving a damn about the fact he was pleading.
    She grinned. “Oh, I’m not finished.”
    She put one knee between his legs and worked her way over until she knelt between his thighs. Then she leaned over, placing her hands on either side of his waist. She stared him in the eye, her mouth swollen from sucking his cock.
    “Can I ride you, Jake?”
    He heaved an exaggerated sigh. “I suppose so, wench. You won’t be happy until you’ve completely ravished me.”
    She laughed, a beautiful sound, so open and free. She bent down closer and kissed him. He allowed her to dictate the motion, and he enjoyed the fact that she took so much pleasure in exploring him.
    When she started to mount him, he put a hand to her waist. “There’s a condom in the nightstand drawer.”
    She shook her head. “I don’t want one. Unless you do?”
    “Hell, Ellie, that’s like asking a starving man if he wants a carrot. Of course I don’t want to wear one. Men never do. But we suck it up and do it if we don’t want to lose a testicle.”
    She grinned. “Well, I’m the boss in this seduction, and I don’t want one.”
    He arched one eyebrow at her. “Well then, far be it for me to argue with the boss.”
    The words nearly strangled him as she sank down on him in one fluid motion. Holy hell in a bucket, the woman was going to kill his ass. Why did he ever think he was going to have to treat her with kid gloves when he convinced her to go to bed with him?
    Her small hands rested on his abdomen. She wiggled slightly as she tried to accommodate his size. Then she let out a long sigh of pleasure. Really, was there anything in the world better than the sound a contented woman made? Especially when you were the guy satisfying her.
    “Ellie, if you don’t start moving, this is all going to be over before it gets really fun,” he said in a strained