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that she might see him in all his glory, his length jutting proudly between his legs. Unable to resist, she curved her hand around him and ran her thumb over his tip, grinning wickedly when his breath caught. Returning the torment she’d endured, she worked him slowly, her grip vacillating between teasing and deliberate. That his breath came quicker with every stroke only spurred her desire. Knowing that she could finish him right here filled her with an untold power. She wanted to drive him mad with need, to make him come in her hand, or better yet...
    Flicking him a quick glance, she found him watching her with unrestrained desire. Heat awoke within her, her skin warming with passion, and without warning, she dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth. It was the most primal sensation, feeling him throb in time to her movements.
    “Jenna,” he gasped as his hips rocked against her. “Wait—”
    She took as much of him in as she could, her tongue swirling around his tip. Suddenly, she felt his long fingers cupping the back of her head, his stuttered moans enough to make her damp.
    Breaking from the kiss, he jerked away and dropped to his knees before her. Without pause, he took her to the floor, the chill of the hardwood a jolt to her heated skin.
    Her breath caught with excitement as she pushed up on her elbows, hoping to snag his mouth. It seemed Ryker had other plans, trapping her wrists in the palm of his large hand while the other tore off her panties. He paused, his eyes flaring as he took all of her in.
    Jenna strained against his hold, more eager for him that she’d anticipated. “Ryker, please...”
    Expert fingers found her pleasure spot, his touch sending her into an instant squirm. With every caress, her body grew warmer, closer to the edge she hadn’t dared to approach since learning she was a witch.
    “Wait...” she entreated, suddenly remembering exactly what it was she had to warn him about. She felt it within, her magic responding to his ministrations, spreading through her stomach with untold strength.
    “Breathe,” he whispered to her, his lips ghosting over her neck and down to her breasts.
    She nearly cried with relief when he took one of her nipples into his mouth. He explored her body with a fervent passion, reuniting with her in a way she’d only dared to dream about. Even after their time apart, he seemed to remember everything she liked...every nip, every kiss, every touch.
    Her stomach tightened, desire building to a dangerous level within her. She’d no idea how her magic would respond to an orgasm, especially not from one that was two years in the making.
    “Ryker,” she panted.
    “Just let it happen,” he murmured as he slid down the length of her body. She jumped the moment his mouth sealed around her sex, his warm tongue tasting every inch of her. It was exactly as she remembered—him poised at her center, his tongue teasing her clit as he sheathed one long finger within her. She whimpered, her hips writhing as she prayed for the torment to end.
    Head pressing into the floorboards, she bucked beneath him. Unbearable pleasure raked her over, her fingers and toes tingling with numbness. Sensation stole her senses, warmth rising from the depths of her stomach until all she could feel was magic and pleasure.
    He lapped at her clit one last time, and her back bowed off the floor, eyes squeezing shut as flames exploded behind her lids. Her entire body was a wall of heat, setting her ablaze from the inside out. Never had she felt anything so powerful in her life. Moaning, her fingers dug into Ryker’s hand as he kept them pinned. So lost to the pleasure, she hadn’t realized that he’d paused until he descended upon her once more, his tongue exploring her depths, devouring her as she climaxed.
    “Ryker, please,” she whispered, praying for him to finish her again, to stop his torturous tongue.
    “Please, what, love?” he murmured, his breath warming her inner