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She grabbed higing her high heels into his flesh as she bunched her hands in his hair and brought his lips crashing down on hers

“Roxanne” His groas that of a predator at the end of his tether She pushed against hier back and sit down on a couch with her on top Before he could drag in another breath, she was tearing open his shirt, sinking her teeth into his chest and sucking his flesh

He bucked beneath her, the pleasure of each nip and suckle acute distress “Roxanne, let me…”

She slipped frohs, her hands as feverish as her lips on the buttons of his jeans

He watched her, his brain, every inch of hi down his pants, dipping into his briefs to greedily surround his erection

His mind hazed, his body hurtled beyond his control with the first touch of her lips on the oversensitized head

How he’d ered for her answering hunger, for her delight in hiave her with his body

But this was spiraling out of control He had to…needed to slon, savor it, stop her…

Her hot,the back of her throat

“Ya Ullah, kaif betsai hada?” he raved, mindless now, his hands frenzied in her silken hair “How do you do that? Make every touch ecstasy?”

She gazed up at him, let him see how she took him, loved it, how her lips and hands ed upward from his loins, outward to his every skin cell His buttocks and thighs tightened with holding it back He pulled at her, needing to have this completion within her, with her

Shesurge of stimulation fro

He collapsed back, surrendered to her de from the depths of his loins He froze in the intensity of thepleasure that had hi into a million pieces

Just before he exploded, he tried to wrench hi insistent sweeps, inciting hile

He shouted her na his hands in the depths of her silk fire and spilled his seed on her tongue

She held his eyes as he bucked again and again into her hold, as she drained hi moment passed before she let hi air, staring into the depths of her ain, consu his body in a fiercer fire Hers She’d always been what ignited hi her over him She pushed his hands away Before he coulddown at him, her voice husky

“I owed you one Noe’re even”

Then she turned and walked away

Seven

Haidar’s paralysis lasted only seconds Then he was on his feet, shoving hi after her

She was buttoning her blouse as she strode away, then finger-co She clearly had no intention of stopping, or letting hi

He swept her off her feet, sh that was al, who says we’re even? You owe ht al Now put ive your perfect nose soathered her hands in one of his “You have to regain the use of your hands first”

He strode to the bedroole, ood on her threat She just looked up at him, her normally communicative eyes empty of expression