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“What do these taste like?” she asked, her voice a sultry, playful purr

“Like sweet cherries,” he drawled huskily

Reaching up to hiers into his silky hair and drew his ,hers more firmly into the hard wooden desk “Lick them”

He dipped his head and slid the flat of his soft, velvety tongue over her aureole, then nipped at her with his teeth and sucked her into his ht down to where they joined, where his thrusts were picking up pace and becoent

She wrapped her legs around his hips and slid her hands beneath his shirt and up the slope of his spine, urging hied upward and kissed her, sealing their lips and buffering her soft moan of need

His hot hly, he shoved his hands through her hair, wrapping the long strands around his fingers, holding her captive as he ravaged her y, desperate way he took her body

Deeper and deeper

Harder and faster

Her fingernails dug into hisabout hi, all primitive, animalistic, carnal ash her body, and thank God he still had his ht over hers or else her scream of pleasure would have undoubtedly been heard by all

Dean was right behind her with his own release, a guttural groan vibrating froainst hers He collapsed against her, both of the hearts

In ti as askew and rumpled as his hair He helped her off his desk, picked up her discarded clothes from the floor, and handed them to her

“Go ahead and use the bathroo his head toward the private quarters connected directly to his office

She disappeared into the luxurious bathroom, decorated in sleek black tile and chrome accents She cleaned up and put her panties and dress back on, then glanced in the ht blue eyes, a few shades darker than her normal sky blue, stared back at her Her lips were swollen from Dean’s kisses, and her coers through her disheveled hair, incredibly pleased with the way her visit with her husband had played out His response had been better than she’d iined

She stepped back into his office and found hi in his chair, all tucked in and zipped up His hair was still ruffled from the way she’d clutched those thick strands in her hands just minutes before, and she loved that he wasn’t like one of those prissy metro-sexual males who had soft, manicured hands and untouchable hair that was always in place Dean was a ed and alpha and secure in his s He was bold, confident, yet always a gentleman

Those allant, honorable qualities had their time and place, but just as men preferred a lady in public and a whore in private, Jill had come to the conclusion that she wanted a rake and a libertine in the bedroom, and all of the down and dirty, risqué acts that ca lover And in order to get what she desired, she had to ask for it Demand it Take it as her due as Dean’s wife