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instant Lenox drew his fingers
    through her slit, she all but grabbed his head. Her body bucked under
    his tantalizing touch, and her fingers burned to plunge into his soft
    tresses. He stroked her again, from nether region to nub. She tried to
    sit into his fingers, to gain the contact she so desperately needed, but
    he tsked.
    He looked up at her. She whimpered, her forehead pinched.

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    “You like my touch.” He took a deep breath. “You’re wicked
    wet.”
    “I’m wet for you.”
    Aya’s head dropped back onto the mattress when Lenox began to
    circle her opening with a single finger. She arched her hips. He
    chuckled, his caressing breath stirring a raging storm inside her
    womb.
    “Lenox,” she pleaded.
    He tested her tightness, then continued to stroke her outer lips.
    “Yes?”
    “Damn you, make me come.”
    “I will.”
    “ Now ,” Aya seethed, her voice cracked beneath the strain of her
    control. Her eyes squeezed shut, dull starbursts spreading against the
    backs of her eyelids. Her body trembled, and she clung to the
    comforter for her sanity.
    “Is this too much for you?”
    His hot mouth kissed and nibbled her inner thigh. His tongue drew
    slow circles, mimicking the path of his finger tracing her opening. She
    moaned, her stomach taut as his lips neared her pussy.
    “It’s not enough,” Aya whispered, unable to trust her voice.
    Lenox’s teeth scraped the sensitive skin of her thigh inches from
    her slick folds. He guided one finger into her sheath, and she hissed
    from the pleasure of it. He explored her territory with maddening
    slowness, the pressure of his finger delightful as he twisted it to
    penetrate deeper. He withdrew and filled her with two fingers.
    “Still not enough?” His tongue flicked out and traced her outer
    lips, still not touching her clit. “Fuck, woman. You’re tight as hell.”
    “You like a tight woman?” She gasped. His fingers stroked her
    inner walls, and she clenched down on him.
    “You have no idea.” Lenox pumped his fingers inside her as he
    spread her labia with his other hand. “Ahh, look at that. You’re so
    swollen with need.”

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    Aya bucked. “Damnit, Lenox. Do something. I can’t stand this
    torture!”
    “You’ll thank me later when you’re well sated and sleeping in my
    arms.”
    At last, his mouth clamped over her clit and sucked her small
    bundle of nerves. His tongue lapped at her nub, his fingers probing
    deeper, faster. She writhed over the bed, panting for air, short cries
    slipping from her lips as he propelled her straight to the peak of this
    brutal mountain—
    She teetered on the sharp point looming over the swirling clouds
    of climax, but Lenox pulled away from her pussy. He withdrew his
    fingers from her sheath. Her hands grabbed her head, and she curled
    her fingers in her hair. She could barely find a breath. Her body
    thrummed with need. Peeling her eyes open slightly, she caught
    Lenox staring at her pussy while he licked dew from his lips.
    “Calm down, baby doll. I won’t let you come that easily.”
    “Easily?” Aya groaned. “You’re torturing me.”
    “You’re loving it.”
    “I-I—”
    “Yes?” Lenox turned one devilish smile on her. “Go ahead. Deny
    it.” Aya shook her head against the mattress. “You can’t. Now, let me
    tend to you, my little mate. Trust me to please you.”
    Trust. Something she believed to be so elusive came to her with
    natural swiftness. She couldn’t deny that she trusted this man despite
    knowing him for less than a day.
    He lowered his head between her legs once more. His tongue
    flicked, probing her heat, leaving her painfully aching clit unattended.
    He swirled that skillful tongue, igniting a wave of sensation that
    spiraled into her womb and fluttered relentlessly. Again and again, he
    laved her pussy, drinking from her wet core like a starved man. Aya’s
    spine melted. Her body became nothing more than a puddle of
    charged nerves