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neck. I had no idea what had changed his mind, but I didn’t want to question it now.
    “You’re wearing too many clothes for bed.” I almost couldn’t believe I’d said the words aloud. It was so forward, so unlike me that it felt foreign on my tongue. But Pierce’s smile only grew, and he began to undress before me, slowly revealing his hard abs, his strong arms, and the bulge in his black boxer briefs. I tried to keep breathing, but it was hard, especially when he slid underneath the sheets and pressed his body against mine. He was warm and hard and emanating pure sex.
    “I thought I’d come wish you good night,” he said almost too low for me to hear.
    “I’m not sure if I can sleep quite like this,” I managed to say.
    “Oh, I didn’t come in here to sleep.” He grinned and wrapped his arms around me, twisting my hair around his fingers. He pulled at my strands, tipping back my head so that my neck was exposed to his lips. Pierce’s mouth began to trail down my skin, sending shivers of pleasure through me.
    His mouth found mine, and he parted my lips with his tongue. I arched my body toward him and hungrily kissed him back, my leg hooking behind his to pull him as close as I could. He laughed against my kiss and nibbled at my lip.
    “Eager, are we?” he asked before moving his mouth to my nipples. I moaned and arched even more, angling my body so that my breast could get more of his lips. I could have stayed there like that and let him kiss me for hours, and it was almost as if he knew how much pleasure he could give. He kept licking and teasing and kissing me. Every inch of my body he explored.
    I kept expecting him to push me against the wall or spank me hard on the ass, but he took his time, gently caressing and licking me until I was so turned on I could explode.
    He finally settled over me and pushed his length into my trembling body. Moaning, I dropped back my head and gripped the sheets. So much desire pounded through me that it wouldn’t take long until I lost control. Pierce moved against me, his cock slipping in and out as I rocked against his body. The dim light through the blinds cast shadows on the hardened planes of his stomach, making him look like the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen.
    My whole body began to swell. I cried out, digging my fingernails into his hands. He grunted against me, thrusting faster as we came as one. My whole body shuddered as white dots danced in my eyes. I’d come so fast. It felt too soon. And all I wanted was more.
    Pierce eased off and fell onto the pillows beside me, panting. I rolled over and stared at his profile. He was so handsome, and no matter how many times I thought I’d figured him out, he kept surprising me. Especially tonight.
    “I thought you were into BDSM,” I said, mind wandering to the playroom down the hall. When he’d come into the bedroom, I’d expected him to haul me there instead of having sex with me like this. I’d enjoyed every moment of it, but it had all just felt so…normal.
    “I certainly do, Emma,” he said. “That doesn’t mean it’s the only thing I like.”
    “I was just under the impression you weren’t into the whole normal sex thing,” I said.
    “There are a lot of things I want to teach you,” he said, shifting to face me. It was dark in the room, and his eyes were only shadows. “But if we’re going to do this, it’s important that we take it slow and at your own pace.”
    My heart battled against my ribcage. “I don’t need to take things slow.”
    He chuckled. “Trust me. You need to take it slower than you think you do.”
    “There you go again.” I frowned. “Talking like you know what I want better than I do.”
    “I have a feeling I do know what you want better than you do.” Pierce grinned and dropped his gaze to my hardened nipples. “For example, right now you want me to fuck you again.”
    “I told you I didn’t want to take it slow.” I slid closer to him, pressing my nipples