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pulsed in her tight grip.
    She risked a quick glance upward. His eyes were closed and his chest rose and fell
    rapidly. She loved being able to make him pant. Grinning in satisfaction, she leaned
    forward and licked the underside of his thick shaft. She kissed and nibbled along his
    length. Each time her lips or tongue touched his cock, she could feel almost
    imperceptible tremors racing through his body.
    Her pussy tingled as she licked him. Knowing she could bring him pleasure made
    her own body ache with need. He’d taken so much care the night before making sure
    she found release, she wanted to do the same for him.
    Keeping her hand tightly around the bottom of his cock, she wrapped her lips
    around his crown and sucked lightly.
    “Oh yeah,” he murmured, sinking his fingers into her hair and tightening on the
    strands with a gentle pull.
    Those two words were all the incentive she needed. She traced her tongue around
    the crown before taking him fully in her mouth and sucking hard. With her free hand
    she played with his balls, lightly tugging on them while she continued working his cock
    with her mouth. When his hips twitched and he moaned, her nipples hardened in
    response.
    Water rushed down her back and over her chest but she could barely feel it. All she
    cared about was getting him off. It was suddenly the most important thing. It was
    totally primal, but this was her mate and she wanted to bring him pleasure. She didn’t
    have to wait long.
    His cock jerked in her mouth and she realized he was close to coming. When his
    grip tightened on her hair, she increased her movements.
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    Her fist squeezed and pumped faster as she sucked him harder. And that’s all it
    took.
    “Gonna come.” His voice was hoarse.
    She rarely swallowed, but she wanted—no, needed—to taste him. It wasn’t lost on
    her that he gave her the opportunity to pull back either. But moving away was the last
    thing she wanted. She placed a hand on his thigh for support as he exploded in her
    mouth.
    His come hit the back of her throat in long, hard jets. Keeping her lips firmly
    around his cock, she continued sucking and kissing him until he sagged against the
    wall.
    She lifted her head and couldn’t stop the smile spreading across her face. He looked
    so satisfied, it was hard not to feel pleased with herself. His dark gaze sought hers out
    and before she realized what he planned, he hooked his hands under her arms and
    lifted her up.
    As his mouth crushed over hers in a demanding, erotic dance, he fisted her hips
    and pulled her roughly against him.
    She clutched his shoulders for support and when he tugged her bottom lip between
    his teeth, she arched her back. Tingles shot down her spine and the ache between her
    legs grew with each second that passed.
    It had been so long since she’d been with a man and she’d thought last night would
    quench her thirst. Instead she was primed and ready to fuck for hours. Even her breasts
    were heavy with need.
    His hands began a slow trail up her waist until they settled right under her breasts.
    He cupped them and in unison, rubbed his thumbs over her nipples.
    Desire coiled in her belly. She desperately needed him to relieve her. When she
    groaned into his mouth, he pulled his head back a fraction.
    “What do you want, kardia mou ?” His breath was a whisper over her swollen lips.
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    “I want you inside me.” She spoke softly, not wanting to break the intimacy of the
    moment.
    His eyes flared with white-hot lust at her declaration. Immediately, his hands
    strayed from her breasts and around her back. He grasped her ass and squeezed lightly.
    When he did, her pussy actually fluttered. She savored the feel of his fingers caressing
    her wet skin.
    “Hands on the wall,” he murmured, sending more shivers skittering across her
    skin, straight to her toes.
    “What?”
    “Now.” The word was a subtle order.
    She instinctively clenched her legs at the