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“You’re warm.”
    “So are you.” The words shot from her mouth since she’d noticed his heated flesh the second he touched her.
    He slid his hands to her wrists and pinned them above her head as he moved closer but kept his body from touching hers. His face was maybe an inch away. “Pleasure to meet you.”
    His warm breath tickled her lips. He stood a mere inch away as if tempting her. Moisture between her legs soaked her panties. Her body tingled with the need. Why couldn’t he just kiss her now?
    She slid her tongue between her lips. If he wanted to play, so would she. “Hi.”
    His gaze lowered to her mouth. “Hmm…interesting.” He nudged her legs farther apart as he pressed his body to hers.
    She inhaled and held her breath. A rigid object touched her navel. She presumed it was his cock.
    “How’s that pussy?” he asked, still staring at her lips.
    “Very, very wet.”
    “Perfect.”
    He kissed her gently once, and again. The third time he delved into her mouth and stroked her tongue. Her body came alive as electric zings raced through her and to all her sensitive areas. Her nipples ached against his chest while her moist pussy quivered. Intense desire gnawed within her. She wanted to melt and let him do as he pleased with her. Yet, at the same time, she wanted to hop on him and ride him hard and fast. It had been too long since a man had kissed and touched her. She hoped she wouldn’t come too soon.
    He deepened the kiss while he held her wrists above her head. She hungered for him, desperately wanted him to please her. He dragged his fingers down her arm and chills spread across her flesh, giving rise to goosebumps. As he caressed her neck with his light touch, more tingles scurried to her breasts. He trailed his digits over her chest while he continued to devour her in a passionate kiss. The need for air pressed upon her, but she refused to prise her lips away. He placed his palm on one of her breasts and paused. When he squeezed it, she gasped.
    “Oh…” she said softly while he groped her again.
    He brushed his lips over her cheek. “Shall I stop?”
    “No. Don’t you dare.”
    He nuzzled near her ear and kissed her. “Good.” He planted another kiss lower, on her neck. “You smell like berries. I could eat you.” He moved his hand south and pressed it well below her navel. “Maybe that’s what I should do. What do you think?”
    “Excellent idea.”
    He rolled his tongue up her neck. Stopping at her chin, he then kissed it. “My pleasure.”
    As he gave her a naughty smile, he released her arms and slowly knelt before her. She stood immobile—watching, waiting and ready for him. When he slid his fingers up her legs and under her skirt, pure desire burned in her veins.
    He looked up and met her gaze. “Unbutton your blouse.”
    She started at the top and unfastened the buttons while he grabbed hold of her black bikini. Gently, he tugged it down. When the panties reached her ankles, she lifted one foot at a time to free herself from the loose garment.
    “Better.” He tossed her panties up towards the counter. They landed on her purse.
    Again, he glided his digits along her thighs and pushed her skirt up. His touch excited her, made her sex salivate more for him. Gwen had nearly finished unbuttoning her blouse when cool air found her drenched pussy and she quivered slightly. A touch of embarrassment flickered within her. She hadn’t realised just how wet she was.
    “You’re beautiful, Gwen. I love a shaved woman.” He groped her ass.
    The slight bit of shame she’d felt for her extreme moisture quickly disappeared when he kissed her pubic mound. Need consumed in her every thought and entire body.
    “Spread your legs wider.”
    While she obeyed him, she tugged her shirt from the waistband of her skirt and exposed her breasts.
    “Much better,” he said with his hungry gaze aimed at her apex.
    He kissed her mound again while his warm hands remained glued to her ass. When his