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stitches. As if that were her signal that he was right, she stopped

fighting him altogether. A moan escaped her lips as his kiss gentled,

until his lips were lightly brushing against hers, his tongue flicking

out to lick her lips as if in apology for being so rough with her before.

“I’ve been hard for you all night, looking at you in that dress. I

want to listen to you make little moaning sounds like that while I

make love to you, and I want to hear you scream when you come for

me. I want you so much you’re all I can think of, damn it.” His lips

pressed against her throat, sounding tortured.

Juliana knew if he pressed her to him again, as turned on as she

was by his touch, his words and his rough handling, she’d come right

then and there. Her clit pulsed, aching for that push over the brink.

Juliana had no idea why she reacted so explosively to his strong hands

mastering her body. She knew without a doubt that he’d never force

her or harm her, and she felt as desperate for him as he sounded.

She looked up into his turbulent eyes and didn’t doubt his need.

He was as hard as a rock beneath his jeans. She felt her pussy pulse

again, aching to be filled by him. Leaning into him for another kiss,



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Juliana reached to the side of the dress and slid the zipper down until

the inner closure came completely loose, while simultaneously

reaching up to the back of her neck with the other hand and pulling on

the ties of the halter top. When the dress came loose around her, she

reached in and pulled on the ties of her silk G-string. Ash became

aware of what she was doing and he groaned harshly, his hands

grasping at her hips. As she reached around his neck, her bare breasts

pillowed against his chest. His questing hands were warm and rough

cupping her breasts, and she gasped when he rubbed her nipples with

his thumbs.

“Darlin’, what are you doing?” he whispered against her throat.

“You’re tempting me beyond what I can endure.”

“I’m not tempting you.”

“I thought you were mad at me?”

“I’m done fighting you, Ash. I want you.” Juliana shifted and

allowed the dressed and untied G-string to fall to the floor. Ash eyed

her standing there naked in her high heels as he bent to retrieve the

articles of clothing and placed them on the dresser. She reached for

the lock on the doorknob. He palmed her abdomen then his hands slid

over her thighs, parting them. His fingertips strayed through the damp

curls over her mons. She clutched his biceps and whimpered when his

finger slipped into her embarrassingly wet slit, stroking over her clit

then beyond it to her pulsing inner lips.

“Darlin’,” he groaned, sounding like he was being tortured.

“I’ve been wet for you all evening, Ash. You affect me, too, you

see? It’s not any easier for me.”

He looked up into her eyes, desire swirling in his turquoise gaze

as he kissed her again and stroked his fingers over her cunt. She tried

to be quiet, but she couldn’t stop the moan that escaped her lips.

“Oh, God, Ash.” She felt her overexcited body already racing to

orgasm. He looked into her eyes and must have seen her need.

Grasping her thighs, he spread them and knelt in front of her.



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“I’ve been looking forward to this moment since the first time I

looked into your eyes, darlin’.”

She moaned as his hot mouth descended on her pussy. His

callused hands stroked her thighs, lifting one to rest over his shoulder,

without ever removing his hot mouth and talented tongue from her

pussy. An ecstatic scream bubbled up inside her as he suckled at her

pussy lips and her clit and slid his tongue inside her cunt.

“You taste even better than I dreamed you would, darlin’, pure

and sweet.”

“I feel awkward against this dresser. What—what do you want me

to do?” she panted. There was no way for her to reciprocate and she

wasn’t even sure whose bedroom they were in.

“I only want you to do one thing,” he murmured before returning

his tongue to her clit. “I want you to come for me.” He laved his

tongue through her cunt, licking and tasting her arousal, rumbling

quietly as more seeped from her pussy for him. He closed his lips on

the flesh surrounding her clitoris, sucking and tonguing it repeatedly.

He established a languorous rhythm and growled again when she

whimpered as her climax crested.

“Ash,” she whispered shakily, “Ash, oh God, I’m coming!” Her

head fell back, and her breathing turned to soft sobs. Her hips flexed

in a powerful rhythm as she took what he gave her.