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laid her down.
    “I can’t believe I waited this long.” He cupped her face. “Do you know how much I have needed you every step of my career?”
    She started unbuttoning his shirt. “You do a lot of chemistry on the football field?”
    “You know that’s not what I mean.”
    She did know and that frightened her. In high school she’d been so seriously in love with him. Her parents had told her she was too young to understand love and that she’d meet someone even better for her, but they’d underestimated her on other things too.
    He pulled her nightgown up, stroking her thigh. “You feel exactly the same.”
    She didn’t, but he wasn’t talking about her ability to trust. She bent one knee, and he took the invitation to slide his hand between her legs.
    “Oh baby.” He buried his face in the curve of her shoulder, sucking and licking her hot skin.
    She finished opening his shirt and pushed it off him. For a moment his hand moved away from her thighs and then returned, seeking higher until it slid between her nether lips. The jolt of contact made her gasp. “I hope you came prepared.”
    “Are you kidding? I never doubted success.” He sat up and pulled her with him so she could free herself from her robe and nightgown. “This is a hot number. You wear it special for me?”
    She laughed because she didn’t have another response. Chatting was not what she wanted right now. This afternoon in her office had just whet her appetite. She reached for his pants.
    “Eager?” He covered her hands with his. “Me too.” He reached into his back pocket and produced a condom. “You open this and I’ll open these.”
    “You never were very good at opening the condom.” She ripped it open.
    “I was really good at using it though.” He climbed off the bed and pushed his jeans off. All of him, completely naked, standing next to her bed for an instant. His cock was huge and thick, seeking her. She could remember how it felt in her hand and against her tongue, and what it tasted like when he came in her mouth. She’d missed it all. She rolled the condom over him.
    He stretched out next to her, running his hand up her torso to cup her breast. “You are so gorgeous.” He leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue until she squirmed. Her other nipple cried out with jealousy. Moving over her, he trailed kisses down her legs. “I have been dreaming about this.”
    “Then you should start doing.” She lay back, helpless. Her whole body was overheated to the point where she thought she should be steaming.
    He spread her thighs with a soft groan and kissed inside her knee. “May I?”
    “I won’t stop you.” Mandy clenched the bedspread. “This is a lot better than the backseat of a car.”
    “No kidding.” He drove his tongue into the crease at the top of her thighs, drawing a needy wail from her. He cupped his hands around her ass cheeks, spreading her wider. “I always did like this part.”
    “Me too.”
    One of his fingers slid into her crack heading down.
    “Where are you going?”
    “Trust me.”
    Trust him? Again? That nanosecond of fear was blotted out the moment his fingertip brushed her anus. That feathery exploration twisted through her, forcing out a gasp. Her thighs shivered.
    “More?”
    How could she have ever doubted him? “Yes, more please.”
    He pressed in, easing his finger inside. Then he closed his mouth over her swollen clit.
    Mandy squeezed her eyes shut. Every fiber of her being focused on the tiny motions and pressure of his lips and tongue as he worked her past frenzy. She pushed her heels into the mattress, lifting her body to meet him and he obliged by leaning in harder. “Yes! Yes!” She peaked and shattered, sagging down into his hands as aftershocks rippled through her.
    “Good?” He kissed her stomach as he crawled up her body. “I’m not done.”
    “You haven’t gotten a touchdown yet.”
    He licked between her breasts. “It sure