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up to a little oral sex, so she ran her lips up his increasing erection and with a teasing sweep of her tongue, she circled the crest and sucked it into her mouth.
    Ran made an inarticulate sound and his body went from lax to tense. “What the hell…Jesus.”
    He seemed groggy and still not quite awake…but she had his attention. Lacey gave an inward laugh, her own body tingling a little from being this close and this naked and knowing what would come next. She tickled and teased and his cock swelled with impressive speed, a low groan ringing out deep from his chest as she stroked his balls.
    Perfect .
    She gave a final small suck as her fingers tightened around his now-stiff length in a final caress, and then she levered herself up above him, shimmied out of the thong, straddled his waist and whispered, “In case you can’t tell, I’m home and I really, really missed you.”
    It was dark enough she could only see the planes and angles of his face, but his eyes were definitely open now and he started to say something but instead pleasure rippled through her as she kissed him and rubbed her sex against his cock. It was a hot, open-mouthed kiss, and definitely left nothing to the imagination about what she wanted to happen next.
    His hands flew to her waist and for a moment tightened there as if he would lift her off, but then relaxed and slid down her hips to cup her ass in a caress as he began to kiss her back. She was already wet. She could feel the moisture between her legs, and considering her position, so could he. Her breasts were pressed against his chest and her nipples hardened to fine points, so there should be no mystery about her enthusiasm.
    On top was one of her favorite positions. She broke the kiss, wiggled a little backward and lifted to angle herself for penetration, taking his now very rigid cock in her hand and guiding it toward her vaginal entrance. He was slick, she was wet, and it was going to be perfect…She ignored it when he said in a strangled voice, “Wait!”
    “For what?” Her eyes closed as she sank downward, her breath going in with audible enjoyment, the friction of his penetration perfect, her arousal lubricating the glide of his cock into her body.
    Then he abruptly caught her under the arms, lifted her away and deposited her next to him, his chest lifting quickly, his breathing hissing in the darkness. “Lacey, I’m not Ran.”
    What ? It took a moment to assimilate, but now that his speech wasn’t slurred with sleep, she registered with horrified mortification that it wasn’t Ran’s voice at all. And when the man she’d all but raped in his sleep reached over and switched on the bedside lamp, she choked out, “Oh God. Rick?”
     
    He had been having the best dream ever. Soft bed, a warm mouth giving him a very effective blow job, a beautiful woman naked on top of him. There should be some sort of medal for managing to stop her before it went any further.
    Because he sure as hell didn’t want to stop Lacey Billings from fucking his brains out. He’d fantasized about it more than once, but she was his cousin’s girlfriend and he and Ran were pretty much best friends, not just family.
    Rick liked to think he was too nice a guy to make a move on someone else’s girlfriend, and he knew she was too nice a girl to cheat.
    Well, she might be a nice girl, but apparently in bed she was all woman.
    Lacey had scrambled to her knees amidst the rumpled sheets and was staring at him as if he were a particularly horrifying apparition. Unfortunately, she was so astoundingly beautiful naked he was having a hard time looking only at her face and not the very bare, extremely gorgeous rest of her. Rich brown hair with a glint of golden highlights fell over her slender shoulders, almost long enough to cover her luscious pink-tipped breasts. She had an athlete’s body, long limbed and supple.
    He jerked his attention back up to her face. She was perfect there too, with fine-boned, delicate