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centered on his need to see her lose this cage and free herself to become the witch she should be.
    Throughout the kisses, Bryanna let out little moans of pleasure. It urged him to kiss her deeper, give her more. He left her mouth to travel along her jaw to her neck, where he nibbled and kissed, searching for the spot that made her shudder. The scent of her, the feel of her warm skin against his mouth, stirred his own desires, and a low growl rose from his throat. She quivered in response.
    So, she liked to hear his enjoyment? Maybe she was more like him than he first expected. Her small hands came down to the hem of his shirt, and slipped underneath to explore his skin. His muscles tightened as her sweet hands stroked him.
    She reached up toward his chest, running her hands along his flesh, and made her way up to his shoulders. Her touches strained the fabric, but he didn’t care--he needed more of her touch. He brought his lips to her mouth, hard and demanding. Then he tore his mouth away and swiftly removed his shirt to allow her what she wanted. Quickly, she placed her hands back on his shoulders as she swept over each of his muscles with a soft gesture, tracing her fingers along every curve of his arm as if she were blind and needed it to visualize his appearance.
    He wasn’t blind, and he needed to see her. “Off with this, now.” With his kiss still encouraging her, he unlaced the corset until it only stayed together by a single string. He backed away from her mouth, kept his eyes on her chest, and with a quick flick of his fingers the corset fell loose and he pulled the lacy fabric over her head. When she sat exposed, he groaned.
    “Do you like what you see?” she purred.
    Her perky breasts sat at eye level, and it took all of his control not to take a taut nipple in his mouth and suck on it. “An understatement--more--I need to see all of you.” Urgency overtook him, but he forced himself to calm down. He needed to show her how a woman should be treated. Instead, he lowered the garment to the ground and reached for the hem of her skirt. She lifted her hips and he pulled it off, placing it down with the rest of her clothing.
    Now she sat in the black thong he had chosen for her, and the image he had expected to find was far more beautiful than his mind could have imagined. Her soft, creamy skin was so flawless, no freckles, no dark hair, just paleness that if he hadn’t seen for himself, he wouldn’t have believed was real.
    “You’re so lovely--your skin is so perfect.” He leaned back to remove her boots and socks. After which, he picked up her foot, kissing each toe without taking his eyes off her. She pulled her bottom lip into her mouth, the bite marks making it redden. With his control intact, he kissed the line of her ankle while he massaged the sole of her foot.
    Bryanna moaned in pleasure and her eyelids lowered in relaxation. “Mmmm ... that feels wonderful.”
    Releasing her foot, he held her leg and continued to kiss up her calf with open-mouthed kisses. He flicked his tongue out, swirled it, and nibbled with little bites as he made his way up her calf. At her knee, he lifted her thigh up, and turning his head to the side, he licked with a long stroke at the back of her knee. She jumped at the tickle and her muscles quivered beneath his hands.
    “You taste wonderful.” He repeated the move on the other leg and continued on his path to her pussy. He brought his hands up to the outside of her thighs while he continued his journey across her skin. She welcomed him as he drew closer to her pussy by widening her thighs. Her eyes were so hooded now, he wondered if she could even see him. He suspected not.
    All he wanted on her mind was his mouth kissing her clit, licking along her folds, but she had to wait. He’d only just begun. Nibbling a path over her stomach and down to the other thigh, he paid that leg some attention. Her breath came out in pants, which told him she was near her limits. He