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hands in place. “Why?”
    “Because I’m not ready to come yet.”
    “Good.” She removed her hands from him and knelt, her eyes locked on his cock. As he watched, she stuck out her tongue and licked him. Before he could stop her, she was on her hands and knees, lowering her mouth around the swollen head. He ran a hand over her nicely muscled back, watching the movement of her head, up and down, up and down, her mouth working him, sucking him, nibbling on the hard ridge. She slid a hand beneath his balls and squeezed gently, moving her palm farther back, circling his asshole with a finger. She slipped her fingertip inside and he jerked.
    Maggie lifted her head. “Turnabout is fair play.”
    “I don’t play fair,” Mace growled.
    Placing both hands on her rib cage, he pulled her upright, bringing one of her nipples to his mouth, and he bit her. She shrieked and he bit her again, then turned his attention to the other peak and sucked it hard, scraping the edges of the swollen tissue with his teeth.
    She clutched at his shoulders. “Yes, Mace, yes.”
    Giving her nipple a last tug, he lifted his head. “I want your ass, Maggie.”
    She sucked in a breath. “You want…you want to fuck me in the ass?”
    Mace shook his head. “I want to step between your long legs and hold your sweet ass in my hands while I fuck you from behind. I want to watch my dick vanish into your body and reappear all wet and shiny…with you.”
    He watched as she closed her eyes at his words. She sagged in his arms. One of her hands traveled to her chest, a finger caressing the nipple he’d just bitten. Her other hand slid between her legs and she rubbed her clit. “Yes,” she whispered. “Fuck me hard.”
    Mace sat her down on the floor. She dropped her hands and looked up at him. “Don’t stop, woman. Keep doing what you’re doing while I get my clothes off.”
    Maggie smiled then and closed her eyes. As he pulled off his boots, she lay on the floor, stretching out her long legs with those stilettos still strapped in place, placing one on each side of him. Undressing, breathing hard, Mace watched as her left hand toyed with one nipple and then the other, while the right hand circled her clit. She slid a finger lower, and he watched her circle her wet, swollen vagina. Jesus, this woman is going to kill me. He reached a hand over to her and slid his finger inside along with hers. Maggie arched her back, her muscles contracting around his finger.
    “Come, Maggie. Make yourself come.”
    “Is that an order?” Her voice was little more than a purr.
    “Yes, it’s an order. Make yourself come while I watch.”
    She panted. “You help me.”
    “No.” He withdrew his finger. “All by yourself.”
    Mace was naked now. He was already hard as a fucking rock, but watching Maggie touch herself made him even harder. Eyes narrowed, he rose up on his knees, stroking himself as she writhed before him. He spread her legs even further, watching her fingers work over her clit and slide in and out of her own body. Two fingers of her other hand tugged at one of her nipples and he was tempted to suck the other into his mouth, but then he’d miss the show. Suddenly her back arched and she flattened her palm against her pussy. She groaned, tossing her head back and forth.
    Mace couldn’t help it. He pulled her hand away and replaced it with his cock, thrusting into her, relishing her scream of pleasure, riding her through her orgasm. When at last she lay limp and spent beneath him, Mace withdrew from her. He groped to his knees, bringing Maggie with him. Rising to his feet, he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the couch. Squeezing behind it, he shoved it away from the wall with his hip and slid Maggie down the front of his body until her high-heeled feet reached the floor. With an arm around her waist to keep her upright, Mace shoved the couch farther, until he had all the room he needed to fuck her the way he wanted to fuck her…her ass