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hitched.
    “Nothing happened the other night,” I breathed. “In fact, I went home early.” His eyes shot up to mine.
    “That good, huh?” He chuckled. His lips continued to serenade my arm with kisses, dotting a path to my elbow.
    “It was fine.” I exhaled slowly, trying to concentrate on the conversation but completely distracted by the movement of his mouth.
    “That’s a word I never want you to use with me.” The playful edge disappeared from his tone. His tender attention stopped and I instantly missed it. His touch soothed, distracted, and if it’s possible to be turned on by fingers petting and unique kisses, I wasn’t going to make it past first base with this man. Moisture pooled between my legs and I didn’t dare rub my thighs as they already touched. The slightest movement would only increase my excitement.
    “Okay.” My voice was so low I wasn’t certain any sound escaped my mouth. His lips brushed against my shoulder. My eyes closed under the weight of his kisses.
    “I’m relieved you didn’t sleep with him,” Merek muttered against my skin.
    “Who said I didn’t sleep with him?”
    His lips stopped and I laughed. My hand covered my mouth.
    “I’m sorry.” I laughed harder at the momentary expression on his face. Then he playfully narrowed his eyes and shifted his body to kneel before me.
    “You’re going to pay for that.” The curve of his lips was pure seduction. Then those lips hit my knee. I jolted. His mouth opened and he sucked the skin above my kneecap. My head fell back and a shaky hand reached out for his hair. It was coarse, the salt mixing with the pepper of age, but slipping my fingers through it, rubbing over his scalp, made him moan. The vibration of his mouth tingled up my thigh, igniting the steady spark into a full-on inferno at the apex. With a will of their own, my legs parted, extending the invitation for him to continue higher.
    “Will you take a payment plan?” I whispered toward the ceiling. His subtle laughter tickled my skin. The air sizzled and my nervous giggle turned serious. We were really doing this. He was really going there, there , and I wanted it like nothing I’d ever wanted before. My skirt rose and firm hands removed my underwear without missing a beat. Kisses continued uninterrupted. My knees opened farther as his broad body wedged between them. His mouth drew seductively closer to where I wanted it to go. His tongue dragged hesitantly along my inner thigh before he lapped through tender folds. I bucked, suppressing the chuckle of nerves threatening to escape. His tongue strengthened and the pressure increased to full-on devouring. I held his head between my thighs. The seduction of his tongue increased to part my lower lips and he sucked that nub of pleasure hard. I sighed as he guided one of my legs up to perch on the couch. I was completely exposed.
    He tugged me closer to the edge of the cushion without missing a beat of his connection on my core. His mouth was on a mission. His fingers joined the adventure. One thick digit slipped into my wet channel, which sucked him deeper, while his tongue circled around me. My toes curled and my legs quivered as the fluttering crawled from my ankles, rapidly curled around my calves, and burst forth at the top of my thighs. I screamed. Or I think I screamed. The strangled sound coming out of me wasn’t a noise I recognized.
    My body shuddered with aftershocks. My fingers tightened in his hair and I tugged gently to let him know I’d had enough. My thighs shook, but my insides felt languid. Replete for the moment, I stared at Merek as his head rose and he faced me with moisture enhancing his red lips. His mouth curved into that delicious smile and I longed to kiss him, regardless of his rule. I was tempted to ask about it but he asked me a question instead.
    “Like that?” As confident as he came across, it seemed strange he would even ask such a question. Then he added: “If you say fine, I’m