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and she lowered her head fully over him, took him deep into her mouth, and ran her tongue over the underside, licking the thick vein.
    His hands tangled in her hair as he gently guided her and gave her a chance to brace her weight against his thighs as he set the pace.
    “Oh, sweetheart, you look so beautiful with your lips wrapped around my cock.” He groaned loudly. “It feels so fantastic. I don’t think I’m going to last long.”
    She looked up at him and watched his face as she sucked harder and massaged his balls with one hand. He threw his head back and groaned at the same time that the buzzer on the door sounded.
    “That’d be our food,” he said as he tried to gently set her aside. She clamped on harder, sucked him deeper, and relaxed her throat so that she could swallow around his hard cock.
    “Baby, if I don’t answer the door,”—he was almost panting—“they’ll let themselves in.” Once again, he tried to pull away from her, but she wrapped her arms tight around his thighs and sucked him with abandon. His masculine scent filled her, and her arousal heightened at the idea of getting caught in such a position.
    “Okay,” he said. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
    He grabbed her head tightly between his hands and pumped into her harder and faster. She braced herself against his thighs again as she relaxed her throat and let him fuck her mouth. She heard the door open but was fairly certain that she couldn’t be seen from this angle. Though judging by Jordan’s movements it wouldn’t be hard to guess.
    She felt him swell in her mouth and his thick cock bump the back of her throat one last time before his seed jettisoned onto her tongue and she swallowed greedily. He groaned as she continued to suck him, licking him clean and fondling his balls as she heard the door close again.
    Finally, she let him go with a soft pop, licking her lips as he put his arms under her and lifted her against him.
    “Time for me to eat,” he said wickedly, placing her onto the table next to the newly delivered food. “And you, sweetheart, are the first course.”
    He spread her across the table and lifted her legs over his shoulders as his fingers delved in between her thighs and spread her juices. She was so wet, so ready for him, that she was already on the verge of orgasm, and he’d barely touched her. Large hands pressed her thighs tightly against the tabletop and Sarah had no choice but to submit to his ministrations as his tongue slid into her heat. She tried to buck against him as his mouth found her clit, and she groaned in sensual abandon when he bit it gently.
    He pushed her legs further apart as his strong hands gripped her ass and pressed her against his face at the same time that his blunt finger circled her back passage. She cried out as he pressed a finger deep into her ass, the pleasure pain bringing her to the brink.
    “Come for me,” he said against her clit and then he bit her once more.
    Sarah’s pussy pulsed and then exploded in orgasm. Her ass dragged against the finger impaling her as her entire body shook with release. Three fingers delved into her pussy, finger fucking her as she came all over them, her juice coating his hand and dripping down her ass cheeks.
    He held her there, his fingers still embedded in her ass and her pussy as she slowly regained her breath. He kissed her stomach, her breasts, her throat, and then carefully extracted his fingers and wrapped his arms around her and gathered her close.
    “Let’s get cleaned up,” he said softly. “And then we can have something to eat.”

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    Sarah’s brain seemed to have been short circuited. Never, ever, did she remember being this satisfied, this relaxed, or this comfortable. Okay, so she wasn’t exactly the most experienced woman in the universe, but she did have enough knowledge to know that Captain Jordan Bowman was a master craftsman in the bedroom.
    For the second time in an hour, Sarah stood under the