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to his skin. “Let’s see how well I learn,” she said right before she found one of his nipples and stroked
it with a tongue.
His entire body surged with desire as she rolled him between her lips. She felt the growl against
her tongue when he arched against her teasing mouth. She bathed his body with her tongue, feeling
his reaction through every pore.
She drifted down his chest and dipped her tongue into his navel. His air left him with a hissed
exclamation. She roamed fingers down his thigh, imitating his earlier caresses and watched as his
body reacted and pulsed. “Holy cow!” she cried. “It’s a good thing we already know it fits,” she said
with a wry twist of her lips. “I might have been scared otherwise.”
“Is that a compliment?” he asked through a gasping moan.
“Let’s just say fair is fair,” she taunted throatily, then licked her tongue up his length and thrilled
at the pure animalistic groan he released.
“Oh, man, Brooke,” he said, sucking in air. He threw his head back and groaned louder when she
did it again.
It was a powerful feeling having a man lying so welcoming under her. She gloried in it. She
followed his heaving chest for a second until she had the courage to go a step further.
He shouted a deep bellow when she met his length with lips and light dragging teeth, his entire
body quivering like a livewire beneath her. She closed her eyes and took him between her lips, her
tongue savoring the heat of his skin, of his desire. He filled her mouth, letting the natural craving
guide her, and he shouted her name for her efforts. Her whole body responded, igniting.
His hands grasped for her, raising her above him, his eyes luscious with need and hunger. “Ride
me, sweet,” he begged. With his hands controlling her hips, he pulled her high, guided her to slide
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over him, settling her to sink completely over his flesh. Her head fell back as new sensations rocketed
over her with a ferocious feeling.
His fingers held her, urged her, dug into her thighs and waist as she rocked over him. Her nails
scraped across his chest as the energy flowed, as the climax rolled up her spine. It rushed down with
the velocity of a comet, spiraling to where they were joined.
He thrust upward, urging her to come apart with a taut, hungry pace. She screamed when her
body shattered. He thrust once, twice and bellowed, shouting her name. Ripples electrified her nerves
as her release overwhelmed her into a sublime state of bliss.
Exhausted she fell forward across his chest. His arms looped over her and all she could do was
breathe.
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Chapter Sixteen
It was time. Brooke had done everything she could think of, had prepared as much as she knew
how. In her arms she carried a linen cloth and candles, and she would make one plea for surcease. If it
was not answered then she would have to take care of it herself. She was prepared regardless of the
answer.
Brooke had rested for the day and bathed using the oil scented water Aunt Jerry had given her.
She wore the simple linen sheath and gauze tunic of her status, but she didn’t wear the white. Now she
wore the crimson. The only jewelry she wore was the woven bracelet she had received from her
brother the night before, and the amulet. It rested against her skin beneath the sheath, safe.
The sun would be setting soon and she needed to leave. She paused at the edge of the porch and
listened to the breeze, finding the smells of life around her. She was at peace with her decision.
She had experienced real love. Without looking, she knew he was right behind her, a solid wall of
support and devotion, absolute belief in her. He had kissed her passionately for endless moments
before she had walked through the door. He believed in her even though he was scared for her without
saying the words. He knew as well as she did that if she didn’t face this, whether it had been her
problem or not, they had no future. And after last night and this morning, she would give every breath
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