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nightstand and pulled back the plush duvet—in the same jewel-toned hue as the sofas—and the crisp white sheets beneath it.
    “Which side do you prefer?” he asked.
    My stomach flip-flopped, contradicting the apprehension I’d felt previously. “Either is fine.”
    I ducked into the head, which was narrow but certainly not lacking in amenities and twenty-four-carat-gold-accented fixtures.
    I could see why Ky would take advantage of the sleeping quarters when offered the chance. We were surrounded by pure luxury and secluded in our own private haven.
    When I returned to the suite, I felt a natural compulsion to cover myself as best possible with an arm over my chest and one across my stomach. But Ky’s eyes roved my naked body with appreciation flashing in them and his grin widened, chasing away the touch of self-consciousness.
    I wasn’t used to parading around naked in front of a man, but with this one admiring me with a wicked glint in his eyes, I didn’t feel the least bit uncomfortable.
    He used the facilities as I crawled under the covers. After turning off the lights, he joined me, instantly reaching for me and pulling me to him. He kissed me in the searing, passionate way that caused me to forget everything except him—and how he lit my insides and made my pussy ache for everything he had to offer.
    His large hands cupped my breasts and massaged them before toying with the nipples until they were tight and tingly. He dragged his mouth from mine and bent his head to my chest. His tongue swept over a puckered bud, teasing it before he sucked it into his mouth.
    Flames of desire flickered along my clit and that hot and restless feeling swelled within me, the heat and achiness consuming me. I clasped one of his hands and directed it between my legs. He changed up the position on me, entwining our fingers so mine brushed over my pussy lips and clit.
    His mouth was still on my breast, tonguing my nipple, when he released my fingers and worked two of his into my wet pussy as I continued to rub my clit.
    My eyelids fluttered closed as the back of my head hit a plump pillow and a sigh of ecstasy escaped my lips. I lifted my hips as Ky’s fingers stroked me with a fevered pitch that turned my sighs into throaty moans.
    He kissed his way up to my neck, where he nibbled seductively before whispering in my ear, “Come for me.”
    I practically melted into the mattress. The firestorm returned full force and I let the flames devour me.
    Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pressed my body against his, already addicted to the feel of his hard muscles against my softer curves. His skin was hot and his breathing had accelerated right along with mine. His thumb rubbed my clit as his fingers nearly withdrew from me and then plunged back in, pushing deep and eliciting a maelstrom of sensations that whirled deep in my cunt, building strength and velocity.
    His lips swept over mine before engaging me in another mind-blowing kiss. His aggressive touch between my legs made my body bow as I tried to get even closer to him. I lost myself in the pleasure he gave me.
    Breaking our kiss, he simply murmured, “Come.”
    “Ky,” I whispered his name as a sexual euphoria swept over me. I climaxed, not surprisingly, at his command.
    His fingers stayed inside me as I savored every second of my orgasm, and I clutched them tightly, not in any particular hurry to feel that empty void that would ensue when he withdrew from me. A minute or so passed, and then I released him and he moved away, picking up the condom from the nightstand and ripping the packet open with his teeth. He was sheathed in a heartbeat and rolled me onto my stomach.
    He entered me from behind with a confident thrust that made me bite into one of the many pillows beneath me. I grabbed fistfuls of down as he plunged deep into my pussy and made love to me with quick, assertive strokes.
    “That is so good,” I told him in an edgy voice. “You make me want to