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restrain himself from burying his head
    against them. She was still coming down from the memories of whatever nightmare
    she’d been having and he wanted to take things slow.
    She clutched his shoulders and he could tell she was nervous. Maybe it was because
    it was daylight.
    “Can I ask you something?” he asked, never averting his gaze from her eyes.
    “Yes.” Her voice was breathy and seductive and sent a jolt straight to his dick.
    “Was last night your first time?”
    Her cheeks tinged pink, but she nodded. “Yes.”
    He wanted to ask why she’d chosen him, but he wasn’t sure he wanted the answer.
    All he knew was that even though she’d run from him, she’d still chosen him as her
    first. Him. The knowledge sent a primal surge of satisfaction through him. That had to
    mean something. Now that he’d had her, he planned to make sure he was the first and
    last man she ever slept with.
    Wordlessly he ran his palms over her breasts. An almost imperceptible shudder
    rolled over her as he rubbed his thumbs over her hardening nipples. She moistened her
    lips and her eyes glazed over in undeniable desire.
    He reclaimed her mouth as he teased her breasts. Every so often she made little
    moans and he worried he’d come on the spot from those noises alone. Barely moving
    his hips, he started rubbing his cock against her covered folds. The skimpy shorts she
    wore offered little barrier to him. Even if he couldn’t smell her heady desire, he could
    feel how soaked she was.
    Though he hated to stop kissing her, he wanted to taste her more. Pulling his head
    back slightly, he dropped a kiss on her cheek then forehead. “Your shorts need to go,”
    he murmured.
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    Jerkily, she nodded and pushed up on her knees. He grasped the waistband and
    helped her shimmy out of them. Now nothing was between them. She settled back on
    him, but he didn’t make a move to penetrate her.
    As she slid her soft, wet folds over him, a shudder weaved through him. His cock
    jutted up between them. She had a soft thatch of neatly trimmed dark hair between her
    legs and no tan lines anywhere. Her skin was a perfect caramel and an erotic contrast to
    his. Where he was tanned from the sun and rougher from spending time outdoors, she
    was soft and all his.
    Leaning forward, she wrapped her hands around his neck before pressing her body
    against him. The feel of her rock-hard nipples against his chest made the muscles in his
    stomach bunch.
    He gripped her hips and warred with himself. It would be so easy to shift and
    plunge deep inside her. Bury himself in her warmth. His cock demanded it, but he
    wanted to give her more. If he wanted to keep her in his bed, he couldn’t fuck her like
    an animal every time he got near her. Even if that’s what his body wanted.
    Keeping his hands securely around her hips, he scooted down so that he was flat on
    his back and she was on top of him. When he moved, her eyes flew open and she drew
    her head back a fraction.
    “What are you doing?” she whispered.
    He wasn’t sure why she was whispering, but he kept his voice just as low. “I want
    to taste you.”
    Her eyebrows pulled together in confusion for a split second until she understood
    his meaning.
    “Just hold on to the headboard and kneel over me. If you don’t like what I’m doing,
    we’ll stop.” No matter that he wanted to take her from behind, give her his mark and
    completely dominate her, he wanted her to take back some control in her life. Stephan’s
    earlier advice had given him a lot to think about. After a year in captivity, she was
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    handling herself remarkably well, and although it went against his nature, he wanted
    her to be on top. Just this once.
    Her cheeks were flushed, but she pushed up on her knees and shimmied up his
    body until she straddled his face.
    As she moved over him, he delved his tongue into her wet folds and groaned
    against her wetness. She was sweet and like nothing