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she lifted her knees and wrapped her legs around his waist.
    “No-no. Not yet.” He sat up and gently removed her clinging limbs. “I will tell you when. The beauty of sex is in the building need. If you hurry to the end, you miss so much.”
    Ugh! Her body—every frickin’ inch—was screaming for completion. Take her time? She wanted him now!
    “Patience, love.” His gaze wandered over her form, feeling like a soft caress. Funny, how she could physically feel his gaze on her skin. “You will play, won’t you?”
    She needed him so badly right now, she’d agree to almost anything. “Yeah. Just please, fuck me.”
    “In time. Roll over and show me your ass.”
    That was not what she considered her most alluring asset—no pun intended. She hesitated, having always been uncomfortable with that particular part of her body.
    “You said you would play.” She heard the disapproval in his tone and swallowed a lump of regret. For some reason, at this moment, pleasing him was very important, more important that drawing in her next breath.
    “But—”
    “Turn around and show me your ass.”
    He wouldn’t ask again. She knew it. She also knew she couldn’t live with disappointing him. She did a log roll onto her stomach and waited.
    He gripped her ankles and in a swift movement, slid her across the bed until her toes were on the floor and her chest was resting on the mattress.
    She lay there, forehead resting on the soft coverlet, her bare ass hanging out in the breeze, and her cunt so wet she could smell her own juices.
    “Your ass is perfect. So soft and smooth.”
    Was he blind?
    “I want to fuck you.”
    Now those were words to appreciate. Her pussy clenched. This little teasing game was driving her nuts! “Then please, be my guest. Fuck me. Now.”
    “In time.”
    Shit! She’d heard that too many times already. When would it be time?
    “Touch your ass.”
    “Do I have to? I mean, I have more appealing features—”
    “Your ass is perfect. Touch it. For me.”
    Perfect? She reluctantly reached around and massaged her own ass cheeks. The skin was silky smooth, and the flesh soft. It was odd feeling her body like that. Odd and stimulating. The need deep between her legs was growing more urgent by the second.
    “Part your cheeks. I want to see your pussy. Your asshole.”
    She parted them, and the feeling of total exposure practically sent her over the edge. Damn it! She needed a cock inside. Pronto. His cock. His hands. His touch. What the hell was he waiting for?
    “Touch your pussy.”
    She traced circles around her folds, delving between them but not sinking into the soaking wetness within. Then she slid her finger up to her clit. Her body tensed with the first touch there, and she immediately stopped, knowing she’d come in no time.
    “Roll over.”
    That was a welcome command. She did just that, sliding back on the bed until her whole body was resting on the mattress.
    “No. Back to the edge.” He gripped her ankles and pushed them up toward her chest, forcing her knees to bend and her thighs to open.
    “Oh…” Talk about feeling exposed!
    He dropped his head and laved her pussy, his tongue doing things she didn’t think possible. Dipping, probing, flicking over her clit in a fast, steady beat. The sounds of his loving, slurping, licking echoed in her ears. The smell of her own juices filled her nose. Her every muscle tensed as she rocketed toward climax, and her heart filled with joy. She heard herself gasp.
    He stopped, lifted his head, and grinned. His lips glistened. He pushed her back from the edge and crawled up on the mattress, his knees on either side of her hips, his hands on either side of her shoulders. “You like?”
    “What’s not to like?” she asked between unsteady breaths. “But, I’d be even happier if you’d take off a few of those clothes.”
    “Fair enough.” He crossed his arms over his torso, gripped his shirt at the waist and lifted it over his head. The