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a different matter. His hands told her how experienced he was, his mouth convinced her he could show her more ways to climax than she ever thought possible. Especially when they touched her right there...
    "Oh," she gasped. His fingers were inside her again, he was teasing her, probing deep before sliding out along her inner walls until he touched a spot that made her body tremble. How could she not have known about that special place. He slid across it again, more pressure this time. Her hips bucked, and when she caught his eye he was watching her, smiling.
    "I want to watch you come, Max."
    She covered her face as he brushed the spot again, knowing she was close, and her face would look ugly when her orgasm hit her. Moments of stress always made her ugly. Gently he prised one hand away, so she could see his face. "Don't hide from me. Or I will tie you up and make you come over and over again while I watch."
    Max didn't know which she would rather choose, but she wasn't ready for him to take away the last bit of her self control by tying her up. Not tonight anyway.
    One finger at a time she opened her other hand, biting her bottom lip to keep her self-control. He was good, so, so good. She pushed down onto his fingers, and shivered when they slid back out of her. In a moment she was a trembling mess, her hips rolling to catch every moment of his fingers inside her. When his thumb brushed her clit, she fell apart, unable to coordinate her body, other than to let the feelings of intense pleasure wash over her. His mouth covered her nipple, and he sucked hard, his eyes still fixed on her face as he pulled it sharply between his teeth. If her first orgasm had been intense, this was something else. Endless waves of pleasure hit her, and she spiralled out of control.
    Unrelenting, he made her come again, until Max thought her body would disintegrate atom by atom into nothing. Her back arched, legs trembling, while his finger probed her so intimately, so deeply, she guessed he would know her better than she knew herself. And then he eased her back down to earth, gathering her to him, and cradling her against his body.
    Kissing her head, he murmured, "I wanted you to see what I have to offer, Max. No fancy cars, no big house, but I know how to treat and respect a woman."
    "Those things don't matter to me," she answered quietly, unsure of what he was trying to say. But before she had a chance to ask, his lips were on hers, softly teasing her, his tongue probing for entry into her mouth. She gave in, sighing contentedly against him. He made her feel safe, and loved. Something she had long ago given up on feeling. It was the very reason she made herself go into work, and play hard ball. Her parents had taught her one thing, she had only herself to depend on. Anyone else, no matter how close, or how much they should care for you, were more than capable of letting you down.
    "I can't get enough of you Max, your soft skin next to mine." He trailed his fingers across her stomach, leaving fire in their wake.
    "Why me, Dan?"
    "Why not? Who knows what attracts two people together. Fate? Chance? I don't care, all that matters is this moment."
    She lay content in his arms, her body sated, but only just. He had brought out a side of her she had never known existed, one of desire and longing. Dan had shown her how her body liked to be touched, to be teased, and it would be hard for her to forget. He was an addiction. Over the last two days he had got into her bloodstream, and already she craved him.
    "Let it go, Max. For tonight, it's just you and me, in the morning we can talk. But for now, I want you again."
    Feeling the press of his hard length against her thigh, she turned into him, kissing his lips, and lifting her thigh to slide over his. He sheathed himself in a condom, and guided his cock into her wet sex. Slowly this time, he inched in little by little, pulling back before pushing deeper. Their legs and arms entwined, skin on skin, joined