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.More masculine control.It made her wild.She sucked on his tongue, she made low noises at the back of her throat, her hips tilted into the hand that played with her sex.He took his thumb from her and she froze, then jerked her mouth from his."Ren," she said, sounding peeved."Be still then," he advised, stroking his knuckles along the inside of her thigh, in a light, calming caress.Down.Up.Her flesh quivered."Ren." This time it was breathy and sweet.To reward her, he returned to the liquid-glazed flesh with more caresses.Her body was swollen and heated there, and the layers were opened like a lovely, luscious flower to his gaze.The tips of two fingers pressed into the soft entrance and when she squirmed again, he stilled them, sending her another quelling look.Her gaze trained on his face, she instantly stopped moving and then he said "Good," and slid the long digits into her, all the way, until his palm cupped her smooth and soft labial lips.Her moan wrapped around his hard cock and tugged."Pretty girl," he said, watching his hand start a gentle rocking action."You're so pretty all over." An image of her breasts came to mind, framed by the stretchy lace of her bra that he'd tucked beneath them.Her pale nipples had drawn hard against his mouth, poking like berries against his tongue as he sucked on them.Glancing up, he saw her gaze was fixed on him, and he could feel the tension invading her body.But she didn't move except for the quivering of her belly and the fluttering of her internal muscles against his pulsing fingers.God, he thought, so damn sweet.He reached with his free hand to cup her hot cheek.She turned her face to kiss his palm.His heart spasmed against another punch of mingled dread and longing, leaving a painful ache in his chest."Cilla," he whispered, his voice rough.Oh, shit.What was happening here?Her lips touched his hand once again and he drew it away to run his thumb over that valentine-shaped mouth.She ducked her chin, taking the digit into its heat and when she sucked, all his muscles steeled and his cock went so hard he nearly lost his mind.Focus, he told himself.Focus on her pleasure.His fingers moved in the wet clasp of her body, twisting, thrusting, establishing a rhythm as he toyed with the engorged nub of her clitoris, swollen for him.Her hips rose into his touch and he didn't stop her or stop himself this time.Her little gasp was his final warning, and then she was crying out as the crisis came over her.There was no way he couldn't watch.His gaze shifted to her face as her cheeks flushed pink and her lashes drifted down.She rode out the long orgasm on his hand, her muscles tight around his fingers, her flesh wetter than ever.God, he thought.Beautiful.So beautiful.When she opened her eyes, he was tugging off her boots and socks."Ren," she said, holding out a hand."In a minute, kid," he said, as he drew off the rest of her clothes.Then he gathered her delicate nakedness into his arms, the armor of his own jeans and shirt necessary while he attempted to gain some control."You now," she said, her voice husky."Come on.You promised to teach me everything."He turned them to their sides, her back to his front, to hide the doubt and concern that surely showed on his face.How could he give her any further instruction when he couldn't say for sure what had just happened? When he didn't understand how a closed-mouth kiss on the palm of his hand—that he could feel even still—seemed so dangerous.It was something he had no experience with.None at all, and he was afraid it might go wrong for both of them.Chapter 9Spooned with Ren, Cilla wiggled in his hold.His arm tightened around her and she wiggled again, secretly enjoying the scrape of denim against her bare bottom.It brushed the bulge behind Ren's zipper too, and she was ready to get a closer look at that, even as she still tingled from her latest orgasm.Wow.Renford Colson had given her an orgasm.A second orgasm.And it had been fabulous, she thought, feeling a cat-with-cream smile curving her mouth.Absolutely fabulous.She wiggled deeper into his body.But this time Ren shifted his hips away from hers, and drew her hair to the side to press a kiss on her neck, right where it joined her shoulder."Cilla," he started."About the hair incident—""Oh, no," she said."We're done with that." Going over it again would only rile Ren and she'd more than half-believed he was actually prepared to hurt Tad when he'd first learned of it.Since then they'd moved on to newer, more pleasurable pastures and she planned on staying there."I think—""It's my business," she said, turning to face him.Her ex wasn't going to intrude here."Promise me we're done with that."He was already shaking his head."No promises."Okay, time to try another tack."What about the ones you already gave me?"His eyebrows drew together."Which?"She lowered her voice in a Ren-dition of his."'You come again and I'll take off all your clothes.You come again, and I'll take off mine.'" She wanted that, badly [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]