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now. She rubbed
up and down, feeling the outer layer slide like velvet over
steel.
    “ Thank you,” she
whispered, releasing him.
    Ryan pushed his clothing
to his ankles and kicked it away.
    “ The balls are the rest of
the story,” he said huskily, cupping them in one hand and pulling
them forward so she could see. “Also known as nuts or bollocks...or
they’ve got lots of nick-names.”
    “ I know that,” Sophie
said, staring at the strange bulging bag. Ryan parted his legs
slightly and let his testicles hang down again. Low, because the
night was warm. Her hand snaked out to cradle them, and she weighed
him in one damp palm, moving her fingers to feel the dense shapes
inside.
    “ Aren’t they spooky?” she
said, awed and fascinated. She sat down on the bed and inspected
him up close.
    “ Total magic,” Ryan
agreed. “I had an older lover when I was sixteen. She’d make me
stand up and then she’d kneel and take them into her mouth and hum.
It was like a hot, wet, all-surrounding vibrator. I went off in
seconds the first time—jism all over the room.”
    “ Can I see that too? Would
you mind?”
    His eyebrows rose. “You
want to watch me jerking off?”
    She nodded.
    “ Only if it’s mutual. I
won’t do it alone.”
    “ Mutual?”
    “ You do you. I’ll do
me.”
    Her lips parted on a gasp
of surprise. “I couldn’t. I mean—I don’t.”
    “ Never?” Now it was his
turn to look amazed.
    Sophie
shrugged.
    “ Take your panties off.”
His voice had gone hoarse.
    “ I can’t ,” she whispered.
    “ I’ll do it for you then,
shall I?” He knelt and tugged her toward him so she sat on the very
edge of the bed. “It’ll be the best thing you ever felt. Never ?” He shook his
dark head.
    Sophie trembled, desperate
to know more.
    It’ll be very valuable
information , she assured
herself.
    But who was she kidding?
Now she wanted the sensation for more than her writing. She wanted
to know what she’d been missing. She wanted to enjoy Ryan’s sexy
confidence. To prolong her time with him, here in this private room
with its musky male smell and motor-bike pictures—and the pulsing
music that now pounded right in time with her heartbeat.
    She tensed as his hands
slid under her red dress and peeled her panties down. Then she
leaned back on her elbows and dragged in a deep breath. Would it be
as good as he’d promised? The best thing she’d ever
felt?
    His hands settled onto her
knees and he stroked a little way up her thighs.
    “ Great legs,” he said.
“I’ve been looking. Have you noticed? Noticed me taking notice of
you?”
    She’d had no idea—hadn’t
dreamed someone so hunky would be interested. She sent him a small
pleased smile. “Maybe.”
    His hands smoothed up
higher—still gentle, still not threatening. “Lie back.”
    Sophie obeyed his husky
suggestion as his fingers kneaded and stroked, up and up, until he
pushed her legs apart and touched her slippery clit.
    “ Shhhhhh...” he soothed as
she gave a soft gasp of alarm. “Relax and enjoy.” His fingertip
began to circle and slide, over and around, over and around. “Top
quality research,” he murmured. “Is it nice right
there?”
    She swallowed, and nodded,
speechless with sensation.
    Ryan pushed her dress
right up to her waist, and bent to kiss the quivering skin of her
belly.
    Deep inside Sophie turned
hot and liquid with wanting. She parted her legs
further.
    Ryan licked his finger and
rubbed faster, slower, harder, lighter. “That’s it, babe,” he
encouraged. “Just like that. Let go for me.” And Sophie spun out of
control, shuddering and moaning.
    Minutes later they lay
together on the bed. He looked down at her with tender amusement.
“Think you’ll recover?”
    “ That was wonderful,” she
whispered. “Thank-you.”
    “ You’ve never come
before?”
    She shook her head. “Not
until just then,” she said with a shy smile. “That’s why I wanted
to know everything properly, so I don’t get