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protest, but her ability
to speak quickly vanished as his face became buried within the
walls of her pussy. She clutched around her and found a pipe
overhead, so she clung to it with one hand as she twined the
fingers of her other hand tightly into his hair, pushing his face
deeper into her slit.
    Her moans of pleasure
quickly dissolved into screams that echoed off the gallery walls.
Deeper and deeper he went as he slid his tongue into her slit, then
ran it up and circled her clit. His hands held tightly onto her
thighs, locking her into position.
    She was breathing so
heavily she was sure she was going to pass out from lack of
oxygen—or from the sheer pleasure of it all.
    “ Oh fuck, Christian,” she
said as her body began to tremble uncontrollably. “Arrghhhh!” A
wild scream tore from her body as she exploded. Her thighs
tightened around his head and she seriously hoped she didn’t
suffocate him as she came. That would be one hell of a story to
explain to the cops.
    Slowly he released her,
and she slid down the front of his body. Her juices covered his
face and dripped off his chin.
    “ Shit . . . I’m sorry,” she
muttered looking away. She was thankful for the darkness because it
hid the raging embarrassment she had burning through
her.
    “ What? Why are you sorry?”
Christian said.
    In the dim light of the
gallery she could see the truly puzzled look on his face. “I mean I
didn’t mean to . . . ya know . . .” she said, indicating his
face.
    A knowing look shimmered
in his eyes, and he took a step closer. His hands rested on her
bare hips. “Look at me,” he said.
    She lifted her gaze to
meet his steady one. There was a certain tenderness there that
she’d never seen before.
    “ Don’t ever apologize for
finding pleasure. What just happened with this,” he said, pointing
to his face, “Is something that is rare to find in a woman. I want
you to find pleasure like you’ve never known before.”
    “ But you don’t even know
me,” she whispered.
    “ I know you more than you
think I do,” he said as he tilted her chin up and planted a soft
kiss against her mouth. She could taste her saltiness on his mouth,
and it was strangely enticing. She didn’t have time to think about
his last comment as he scooped her from her feet and carried her to
his loft.
    Once there, he sat her on
the floor, and she noticed that plastic drop cloths had been spread
out all over the floor. In the middle of the plastic was a giant
piece of blank canvas. It was massive.
    “ What’s this?” she
asked.
    “ I want to try something,
if you’re up for it.”
    “ Ummm okay?”
    “ I want us to paint . . .
together.”
    For a moment she just
stared at him as his words sank in. It was a technique that was
rather risqué but growing more and more popular in the scene of
abstract art. She’d never actually seen any of the finished work in
real life, only in magazines.
    “ You want us to create a
sex abstract,” she said.
    “ I do.”
    “ I thought you wanted to
tie me up and fuck me until I couldn’t walk,” she said.
    His blue eyes narrowed
slightly, giving her a smoldering look. “Oh, I will be tying you
up, eventually. Because, you see, I don’t plan on letting you leave
any time soon. In fact,” he said, as he sucked his lip between his
teeth and chewed on it, an action that sent a cluster of
butterflies fluttering wildly through her stomach, “I’m going to
fuck you from one end of this loft to the other and then back
again. But first I think, with the intense chemistry we have going
on, combined with the right . . .”
    He didn’t get a chance to
finish before she pressed her body against his. “I’m in,” she said
huskily.
    “ Awesome.” He bent low and
kissed her deeply, pushing his tongue between her lips and teasing
her mouth. His hands roamed over her body, coming to rest on her
backside. He squeezed and pulled at her ass, gripping it much like
one would grip a basketball.
    He captured a