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I was finally able to touch him too, and I marveled at the defined muscles beneath my hands. I wanted to touch his bare skin, and I eagerly went to the hem of his shirt and wiggled my hands beneath it. His skin was hot to the touch and surprisingly smooth over his ribbed abdomen muscles. I raked my nails down his torso, feeling his muscles undulate. Only because we had to breathe did we break apart to suck air into our starved lungs.

“Oh, God!” I panted, throwing my head back against the door.

“Not God,” Eagle muttered as he kissed the side of my neck down to the curve that guided him to my shoulder.

His mouth moved down my body and his hands tugged at my pants until they were around my ankles. I helped him by lifting my feet, and he easily yanked my boots off and then tossed them and my pants to the side. Completely naked before him now, I quivered with a vulnerability that I’d rarely experienced. What if he didn’t like what he saw?

Eagle made a slow journey up my legs, kissing me tenderly as he went along, and only paused when he came to my pussy. I was shaved bare, and the flare of arousal in his eyes fueled my confidence.

“Jesus, you’re soaked for me, darlin’.” His tone was ragged with emotion. “You want my mouth on you?”

My eyes were closed, but when I felt his nose push against my pussy they flew open, and I tilted my head to peer down at him.

“Need your answer, baby.”

“Yes! Yes, I want your mouth on me! Please!” I gasped impatiently.

He breathed in deeply, then licked between my legs.

“Oh!” I whimpered weakly, my eyes rolling back in my head. My thighs trembled, and I was afraid that I was going to crumble. He licked across my slit, parting the plump bare flesh, and burrowing his tongue in deep. Where I wanted his cock.

“Fuck!” I cried out, clutching his head against me. I was already close to climaxing. “Eagle—”

He pulled away slightly. “What do you need, darlin’? Tell me.”

“I need you!”

“Not good enough, baby. I need you to tell me exactly what you want me to do to you.”

I’d never had a lover demand that I put anything into words when we were screwing. Usually there hadn’t been time for that. But I wasn’t going to be shy about what I wanted. I was past the point of saying no, or anything else that would put a stop to what Eagle was making me feel.

“Please...I want your tongue there...”

“There where?”

Damn him! “I want your tongue on my pussy, Eagle. I want your fingers inside me.”

My head thumped against the door when he slipped a finger inside me at the same time that his tongue went for my clit. I couldn’t begin to explain the pleasure I felt, knowing only that I didn’t want him to stop. “Yes, please!” My hips shot forward, seeking more. “There! Right there!” A second digit entered my body, and he began to fuck me with them.

“You like that?”

It didn’t take him long to discover my sweet spot. “Yes! Don’t stop!” Please don’t stop!

He was fucking me with his fingers and sucking on my clit. One of his hands reached up and pinched my nipple. Hard. I screamed at the intensity of my orgasm as it rushed from the center of my core in a burning, tingling sensation that intensified as it moved through my body. I swear I saw bright lights flash behind my closed eyes. Convulsions signaled my release and took control of my movements, turning into little tremors as I gradually came down from the explosion that had rocked my world. But when I was ready to pull back from Eagle’s talented mouth, his hands gripped my ass and held me firmly in place.

“Eagle...” I shook uncontrollably when his tongue continued to thrust inside me. I was so sensitive I could barely stand it.

“I want every fucking last drop,” he rasped in a voice I barely recognized, rising to his feet a minute later.

Eyes locked, I watched him remove his cut and shirt and then kick off his boots. When his hands went to undo his pants my gaze dropped there. Without hesitation, he unsnapped and unzipped them, lowered them, and then kicked them away, but not before removing a condom from his pocket. I licked my lips at the beauty of his hard, pulsing cock.

I wasn’t a virgin. I wasn’t innocent. I’d had my fair share of sex, and had enough experience to know that Eagle’s girth and length was going to more than scratch the itch I had going on.

He tore open the condom and rolled it down his impressive length.

“Keep looking at me that way and I’m not going to last long.” He took his cock in his hand and gave it a few pumps.

I raised my eyes to his and smiled. I hadn’t realized that I was looking at him in a certain way, but I was glad that it was affecting him. He stepped closer, grabbed me by the hair, and pulled my head back.