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tweaking her nipples through her
clothes. His large hands twisted and plucked at her tips until they ached and
pulsed. She arched her back, encouraging more of his attention while her own
hand found its way underneath his shirt to the silky, ridged skin of his
stomach. The flesh was warm and sprinkled with a fine dusting of hair that
narrowed into his pants. Infused with sudden bravery, she trailed that patch,
slipping her fingers underneath the waistband of his pants, her fingernails
just grazing the head of his cock.
    “Careful, Rena, you're on dangerous ground again. Consider
before you keep going.”
    She smiled and continued her path, attempting to wrap her
hands around his thick erection, applying a tight squeeze as she did.
    His hips bucked off the bed, forcing her to release him.
With a wicked smile she withdrew her hand just as he surged toward her, flattening
her against the bed.
    “I should probably warn you that I am not an easy man.”
    She looked into his now darkened eyes for the meaning of his
words. His head dipped to lick the edges of her lips until she opened for his
entry. His musky taste swirled in her head as his hand found the fastening of
her jeans and deftly opened them, working the zipper down.
    “I generally take what I want, and right now what I want is
to touch your pussy. Feel the deeper heat within.”
    She sucked in a deep breath and her belly cramped with want.
His bold and brazen way of telling her what he wanted far more of a turn on
than she'd expected.
    His hand slid inside her simple cotton panties and he dipped
his long finger into her center. “Mmm… so wet and hot, just like I knew you
would be.”
    Rena couldn't talk, the sensations were driving her wild as
she wiggled and arched against his hand. Her fingers clawed at his chest and
shoulders in a desperate attempt to get closer. She wanted more. His finger
caressed her inner walls with subtle circling movements. The rising tremors
began to spiral out of control.
    “Are you going to come for me, baby?”
    “Yes” she whispered breathlessly, jerking her hips harder
against him.
    “Good girl, Rena.” He added another finger to her clenching
sex. “Fuck my fingers.” His rough words fueled her hunger as the sensations
drove her closer to the release she needed. Rising to meet him, he increased
the rhythm of his hand.
    His thumb circled and stroked her clit as his fingers thrust
into her with more force than before. “Oh, God…” she couldn't stand it. “ So
close,” she panted, “please don't stop”.
    “Come for me, Rena. Come now.” His hard voice vibrated in
her mind pushing her to—
    “Graelen!” She groaned loudly as the shock of the orgasm
shook her body as she squeezed her thighs around his hand. She bucked and rode
his fingers through the exploding passion until finally collapsing against the
bed, exhausted.
    Graelen releasing his fingers from within her body shocked
her back to the present. Realizing what had just happened and how she had
behaved, embarrassment washed over her. What had she been thinking? What had
come over her? Oh God, what must he think of her now?
    The heat of humiliation warmed her face as she stood from
the bed, adjusting her clothes. She took in the sight of his huge, lake-sized
bed, covered in green silk sheets, and the man still lying there smug
satisfaction written all over his face. He watched her flee with an amused
expression, looking sexy as sin. He folded his hands behind his head and waited,
and all Rena could think about was sex. That man and his bed were made for
nothing but hot, sweaty sex, something she didn't have a whole lot of
experience with.
    Sure, she'd had sex before, but nothing worth writing home
about. Her instincts told her that sex with Graelen would be different. All
consuming. Alarm bells sounded in her mind as she realized she was in way over
her head with Graelen Scott. This kind of man knew what he was doing when it
came to women.
    “I—Uh—” She