silenced her words with a kiss and inched back. His eyes darkened with passion. His gaze dropped from her eyes, to her lips, to the damp triangular patch between her thighs. He gripped the thin white lace of her panties and, with a light tug, stripped them from her hips.

“Oh my,” she whispered, her head falling to the side.

He tsked and shook his head. “Such disobedience. I believe a tongue lashing is in order.” He dropped to his knees and put his mouth close to her pussy. His nose nudged her clit, drawing it out from its fleshy hood. He inhaled her scent before licking her lightly.

“Jesus,” he growled. “You taste sweeter than a peach.”

Lindsay bit down on her bottom lip to suppress a sexually frustrated moan. A shiver prowled through her. “Please,” she begged, her body reacting to the lust in his voice.

His rough tongue touched her lips and spread them wide apart. “Open your legs,” he demanded.

Lindsay spanned them as far apart as possible. Her entire body lubricated. Warm liquid touched her thighs and made them quake. Heat crawled over her body and warmed her from the inside out.

“So perfect.” The warmth from his breath caressed her flesh and stroked her clit. Her entire body shuddered and she jerked her hips forward, pushing her pussy against his face, begging for more, begging for him to ravish her.

His hand came around to smack her ass. “You’re not ready for me yet,” he bit out.

Oh God, that slap did the most amazing things to her nerve endings.

His thumb touched her clit, applying gentle pressure. The sweet torture made her convulse. When she wiggled, he smacked her again. “Keep still, Lindsay, or there will be no pleasure for you.” The heat in his voice excited her even more.

She whimpered and almost lost it right then and there. She loved how he took control, of her pain and her pleasure.

When he turned his attention to her pussy and dipped his tongue inside, she knew she wouldn’t last long.

Brad reached inside the box again and pulled out the bottle of peach-flavored Hot Kisses. He gave it a slight shake and opened it. With a wicked grin on his face, he dipped his finger into liquid and dabbed it on her clit.

The minute the cold touched her heated flesh, she felt all her composure slip away. Brad rubbed, until she was sufficiently coated. Then he pulled her swollen lips apart and blew a cool breath. Her clit tingled, her sex quaked, her world turned upside down. Palming her curves, he held her and absorbed her tremor. Once she stopped shaking, he blew on her sex, and her entire body went up in a burst of flames.

“It feels so good,” she managed between gasps.

One finger slipped inside her. “You’re very close, Lindsay.”

She made a move to rake her hands through his hair but when her arms were tugged back by the leather restraints, it excited her even more.

Brad pushed another finger inside her. It was a deliciously snug fit. With the tip of his tongue, he went to work on her clit. As his heat seared her aching bud, it became her undoing. Lindsay could feel the pressure building inside her, growing in intensity until her body shuddered and throbbed and splintered into a million pieces. Breath rushed from her lungs, liquid arousal rushed from her sex and her legs nearly gave out.

“Brad,” she cried out as her orgasm washed over her.

Brad stayed on his knees for a long time, his tongue licking her sex. “God I love you so much, Lindsay,” she heard him whisper from between her legs.

A moment later he climbed to his feet and brought his mouth to hers. She could feel his cock press insistently against her stomach and knew she had to feel him inside her.

She could barely think, barely talk. She forced the words out between labored breaths. “I need you inside me, Brad. I want to make love with you.”

He touched her cheek and ran his thumb over her eyes, her nose and her mouth. “I’d like nothing more, Lindsay. But you’re not ready for me yet.” His hands went to her leather restraints and unleashed her.

Her eyes felt heavy. “What are you doing?”

“Now it’s my turn, my way.”

With her brains still fuzzy from that powerful orgasm, she couldn’t comprehend anything he was saying. Instead of asking, she just blindly followed him to the bed.

She stood there, awaiting instruction. As his gaze washed over her with love, it suddenly occurred to her, no instructions were to come. He was showing her what he wanted and needed.

Warm arms circled her waist, his eyes were filled with such tenderness, everything in her reached out to him.

He put his mouth close to her ear. His silky hair swept over her shoulder and brought on a shiver. “I’m so crazy about you.” He eased her onto the bed, stood back and removed his clothes. Lindsay watched with heated interest, enjoying the show.

Without taking his hungry gaze off her, Brad grabbed a condom from his wallet, sheathed himself and slid back onto the bed with her. With the utmost care, he lay on top of her and spread her legs with his knees. He traced the pattern of her face as his mouth found hers. His kiss was deep, emotional.

He inched back and met her gaze. His eyes had softened and gone was all the dominance from earlier. One hand touched her face, heat radiated from his fingertips. “Now you’re ready for me.”

Shifting his position, he took a long moment just to look at her. Then he eased his thick cock inside her, slowly, giving her only one inch at a time, prolonging her pleasure.

His lips took possession of hers and his kiss touched her in places so deep she thought she’d burn up. His warm familiar scent curled around her as he moved his hips, gently, methodically, giving and taking. She became pliable beneath him, offering herself to him fully, body

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