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wonder what we saw in each other.”
    He moved his hands from her waist to her hips, dragging her
closer to his cock. “You always so optimistic?”
    “I prefer realistic.”
    He leaned forward, letting his lips drift over the soft skin
of her cheek. “Fair enough. We’ll enjoy tonight and let the War of the Roses
begin tomorrow.”
    “Have we talked enough?”
    He nipped her earlobe, and then pressed a long kiss on her
neck, enjoying her satisfied groan. “Definitely.”
    As they made their way down the hallway to the master
bedroom, they left a trail of clothing in their wake, making a lot of pit stops
along the way for kissing and touching. By the time they arrived in his room,
he was shirtless, shoeless and his jeans were unzipped. To his delight,
Stephanie was in a similar state. Leading her to the bed, he wrapped his arms
around her to unhook her lacy bra.
    “Wait a minute,” he said, when she started to pull the
material away. He turned on the nightstand lamp. “I want to see you.”
    She gave him a seductive wink as the room was cast in soft
lighting. She was confident, sensuous, beautiful. He hadn’t met many women so
comfortable in their own skin.
    “I think we’ve entered the party-naked phase of the
evening,” she teased.
    “Thank God for that.”
    She pulled her bra off, dropping it to the floor. For one
long moment, Jarod was rooted to the spot. Stephanie was built. He was a breast
man and proud of it. Her breasts were full, perky and made for sucking. Unable
to resist, he bent forward and took one nipple into his mouth, claiming the
other with his hand.
    She gasped at his hasty touch before reaching up, gripping
his hair tightly in her fingers. “God that feels good,” she murmured as he
increased the suction, teasing the tight nub with his teeth.
    He switched breasts, pushing slightly until Stephanie sat on
the edge of the bed. He followed her down, kneeling on the floor between her
legs. “I want to fuck you here,” he said, pinpointing his desire by dragging
his tongue along the valley between her breasts.
    “Mmm. Okay. I have a bit of free time now. I think I could
work you into my schedule.”
    He chuckled at her haste. He shared that same impatience. He
wanted to take her a thousand different ways at once. One night wouldn’t be
enough.
    “Later. After.” She’d reduced his vocabulary down to single
words. Soon he’d be grunting like a fucking caveman. He gripped the waistband
of her jeans and panties. She rose slightly, helping him pull them over her
legs and off. The second she was naked, he pushed her legs apart and bent
forward once more, this time aiming lower.
    She moaned loudly as he swept his tongue along the slit
between her legs, getting his first taste of her sweet juices. Her hands flew
to his shoulders and he suspected she was simply looking for something solid to
hang on to. Her legs hung loosely off the edge of his bed as he rubbed her clit
with his tongue, rapidly.
    “Fuck. I could come right now.” Her fingers tightened on his
shoulders, her grip almost painful. He wondered if he’d have bruises there
tomorrow. Her rough passion matched his.
    “Do it,” he urged, nipping her clit with his teeth as he
pushed one, then two fingers into her pussy. He’d thrust no more than half a
dozen times when her inner muscles contracted, clenching forcefully against
him, flooding his fingers with her arousal. Her climax was fast, hard, and he
liked how vocal she was.
    “God, yes,” she yelled. “Jesus, Jarod.”
    He continued to press inside, drawing out her orgasm as long
as possible. He felt lightheaded from a lack of blood supply to the brain. His
cock was about to burst. He’d been too hard, too long. He’d warned her the
first round would be fast, but as she continued to thrust and gyrate against
his fingers, he worried this inaugural event would actually be a solo mission.
He was seconds away from coming in his pants.
    Jarod pulled away slowly, taking several