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the back of her throat? Chloe moaned at the thought of being taken so thoroughly by him. She had to force her eyes up to his face and watched in fascination as the muscles in his throat worked overtime. To tease him, like he teased her, she flicked her tongue out and let it dance across her lips. She heard him forcibly swallow down a groan, as she took the pleasure of perusing his bare torso with her eyes.
    He moved closer to her. His hands slowly wandered up her body. A feather-like touch, so light it was barely there. Chloe couldn’t hold back the shiver from his touch. A devilish smile curved at his lips as he stared down at her and informed her it was time to unwrap his present.
    His hands skimmed over her soft belly. His fingers went straight for the buttons on her blouse. Chloe heard him swear a few times when he couldn’t seem to undo the buttons quick enough. The need to feel his hands on her had her sitting up slightly so he could draw her blouse over her head, instead of unbuttoning the thing. She knew full well he would have chosen to rip it from her body if she hadn’t helped him. Hastily he removed the offending blouse from her body and then threw it to the floor.
    Her jeans were next on his agenda. His fingers made quick work of unfastening the button on her jeans. She could hear her own harsh breathing echoing loudly in her ears when he lowered the zipper on her snug-fit jeans. He then slid the dark denim down her long legs.
    Randall reached over her and grabbed a pillow from the other side of the bed, and propped it under her banged up ankle to keep it elevated. Her eyes were glued to him as he crawled his way up onto the bed, to lie on his side beside her. He eyed her rapidly rising chest. Her nipples pointed out through the satin of her bra, begging for his attention. “Control your breathing, Chloe,” he told her as he fingered the satin material of her bra.
    She took a few deep, calming breathes to settle her breathing back down, and was rewarded with a “good girl” comment from him. She smiled up at him upon hearing it.
    He ran one hand up and down her inner thigh, stroking her flesh. Chloe moaned deep and loud at the feel of his thumb pressing against her clit. The feel of his dick hardening against her side had her moaning even louder. God, she wanted him. She wanted him more than she wanted her next breath. He kept his fingers constantly moving, exploring all the dips and curves on her almost naked body. She would be curvier now than she would have been back when he said they first knew each other. Chloe hoped Randall wouldn’t mind her curves. Not that she would change herself for him if he didn’t. She wasn’t one of those women who went around changing their appearances to suit the men in their lives. She wasn’t like that and she would never do it even if asked either.
    The way Randall was worshiping the curves on her body with those talented lips of his, Chloe would hazard a guess that he adored them.
    Chloe squirmed around on the bed from the heated touch of his lips on her flesh. She cried out from the light bite of his teeth on her already oversensitive nipples. How much more of this could she take? Hell, he had barely started and already she could barely think straight. She just had enough wits about her to absorb the pleasure he was giving her.
    The needed to say something, to convey to him how much he was unravelling her, had her crying out his name. She didn’t care about any reprimand he might force upon her. She just needed him to know what he was doing to her was exquisite ecstasy. Her lack of self-control had him biting down hard on the nipple he had been ravishing, causing her body to arch up to him. His growl made her squirm around even more. God, she needed more of him. She needed him to do something, anything. The fire that was building rapidly inside of her was too much for her to handle on her own. She needed him deep, deep inside of her.
    Wiggling around on the bed,