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Zane dropped to his knees. Overwhelmed and deliriously happy, she rested her hands on his shoulders. “Kiss me already.”

“Or what?” he rasped out.

“I’ll turn the tables.”

“You think something like that is possible?”

She bit her bottom lip, looked down, and wondered if Zane’s briefs would be any match for the erection straining against the soaked material. “Without a doubt. And I’m betting once it happens, you’ll have no choice but to do as I say.”

“Guess we’ll see.”

Zane took her mouth in a savage kiss and ensured his thick erection was in the perfect position to slide up the valley of her parted legs, hitting her clit perfectly. “Oooohhh.”

“What were you saying?”

“Don’t know,” she moaned, knowing that letting him have his way for a minute would be best.

A rare satisfaction filled his chest when Olivia returned his kiss, making the mental gymnastics he’d done about not needing her disappear.

Unsure if he was a decent kisser, he pushed a little and decided that her lips opening under his insistence was a good sign. He slid his tongue home and let the sound of her whimpers soothe his out-of-control need.

His mouth was punishing.

But she handled it.

She let his tongue stroke and play. Submitted.

Why did he suddenly need to control?

He’d never cared before.

But everything with Olivia was different.

Her fingers dug into his shoulders, sending a ripple of satisfaction shooting down his back. Needing more, he dragged his lips between her breasts and gave each nipple a scrape of his teeth through the thin silk of her bra. Her short moans filled the steamy enclosure, and her back arched, making the invitation irresistible.

Back and forth, he made a feast of her delicious flesh. “Addictive.”

He skated his stubbled chin across her belly and noted the red streak it left behind. Impatient to mark her further, he moved lower and couldn’t wait to get his mouth on her most intimate spot.

To get her taste imprinted on his memory.

“Zane…what are you doing?”

He ran his tongue along his lip. “I’m going to eat you up until your honey runs down my chin and your voice fills the air with my name.”

Olivia’s eyes widened. “Oh…well…okay.”

He let the anticipation straining his muscles free as he ripped her panties and spread her legs open. Pink and wet. And all his. A growl escaped, and he bent down, licking from back to front in one long swipe.

“Ohhhhh, Zane.”

Damn right! He pushed his middle finger into her channel and bit the inside of his cheek, thinking of the tightness that awaited him. “Mine now.”

“I don’t know if…”

“Mine,” he repeated, untucking his finger from her warmth. He pushed his tongue through the smooth sweetness of her folds and let his tongue hit her tiny nub. Lapping again and again, he didn’t stop. Hips moving like an ocean wave, Olivia pushed herself closer to his working tongue.

One long sweet, keening sound told him that she was about to peak, and he felt cum leaking from his cock. Pride filled his chest as she gave in to the orgasm. He kept his mouth where it was and did what he could to stretch her release as far as he could.

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