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obliged and he came down with me, lips moving down my neck. “So beautiful,” he muttered against my skin before capturing a nipple between his lips. He sucked hard and my back arched, groaning and digging my nails into his shoulder blades. One of his hands went to my free breast, twisting the nipple and making me groan more, while the other gripped a hip tightly to keep me somewhat in place.
    My back arched to spine-cracking levels when Charles bit down and swirled his tongue across my nipple. A sad whimper left me when he released it. “You seemed to like that,” he said as he rubbed his face against my chest, my nipples hardening with his breath against my skin. “Do you want me to do it again?”
    “Yes,” I croaked. There was no sucking this time, he went straight to biting. My fingers made their way into his hair, gripping as tight as I could without ripping out any strands.
    While I was thoroughly distracted, Charles removed his hand from my hip and slipped it between my thighs. His fingers barely brushed my entrance, and I gasped in surprise and pleasure. “You’re so wet already.”
    “It might have been a while,” I admit. Not that what he was doing wasn’t turning me on, because it was. It just normally took a little more effort than that to get me that wet.
    “Let’s not keep you waiting then.” With that, he pulled away and started to unbutton his shirt. His eyes were on me the entire time, as if wanting to see how I would react. I just wanted him to hurry up. I needed him inside of me. Needed to be filled with him.
    To speed things along, I started to touch myself. My fingers rubbing against my clit, my free hand groping a breast. “Please, hurry,” I begged.
    Charles groaned, but didn’t increase his speed. “Keep doing that,” he said, removing his shirt and then moved to his belt. His eyes were on me as he unbuckled his belt and removed his pants and underwear. Before I could get a good look at him, he leaned forward, covering my mouth with his. The kiss was brief, intense, and left me wanting more. “Hold that thought,” he said, placing his forefinger on my lips.
    He left me then, and I gave the most unlady-like growl a woman had ever uttered. “If you don’t hurry up, I’m going to start without you,” I threatened. He threw me a wolfish grin over his shoulder as he headed toward his dresser. He opened the top drawer and started to rifle through it. I huffed and sat up. “What’s so important that you had to stop and kill the mood?” That wasn’t exactly true. I was still ready to go as long as he got back quickly.
    When Charles turned back around, there was a foil packet between his fingers. He shook it in my direction. Yeah, that was a little important. I was on birth-control, but I would rather not take a risk, especially since I really didn’t know that guy. “Well, get back here,” I commanded, lying flat on the bed.
    That was the only prompting he needed. He was on top of me in a second, capturing my lips in his. His tongue brushed my lower lip and I allowed it in to explore. My hands moved of their own accord, running down his back, feeling the muscles as they went along. And let me say, they were some nice ones.
    I hadn’t realized that he had gotten the condom on until he was poised at my entrance. I lifted my hips to give him a better angle and to let him know I was ready. He was inside of me then, sinking in inch by inch until our hips touched and I could feel his entire length. My nails dug into his shoulder blades and he groaned into my mouth.
    “More,” I demanded when he removed his mouth from mine to bury his face in my neck. He was quick to obey my command. My nails started to dig in deeper with each thrust. His fingers, in turn, entangled in my hair, pulling my head to the side to give him more access to my neck, where he bit and sucked until his heart’s content. His free hand gripping my hip tightly, helping me meet his thrusts.
    When his rhythm