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“You should definitely try that.”

He got busy doing exactly that. My lingerie was down to two thin straps that connected to the sheer part and snapped between my legs. I waited for him to discover that, which took another five minutes because he was obsessed with my breasts. Which worked for me, because the things he was doing to them had me close to orgasm.

As he continued working my nipple over with his mouth, I felt his fingers on my upper thigh, trailing toward the edge of my teddy. His thumb scooped beneath the mesh material and down to the apex of my thighs.

He groaned, lifting his mouth from my breast to look lower. “Snaps?” he asked rhetorically, then whipped them open. “God, that’s hot.”

He touched my folds and dipped his finger inside me, eliciting a gasp from me and making me arch into him, my head falling back.

“You’re ready for me, aren’t you?” he growled.

“I’ve been ready,” I said in a breathy, needy whisper.

“As much as I’d like to lick your vanilla cookies off from head to toe”—he took his wallet out, flipped it open, and removed a condom, then lowered his pants—“I need to bury myself inside you in the next twenty seconds.”

“Please.”

As he rolled the protection on, I shoved his shirt up his chest until he lifted his arms so I could remove it and toss it to the floor. He slid me to the edge of the counter and guided his dick to my opening as I wrapped my legs around him. Then he pushed inside, filling me, making me gasp with the suddenness of his glorious invasion.

I moaned at the friction as he slid partway out, then thrust home again, my breasts jiggling with every stroke until he palmed one of them.

“Yesss,” I said, winding my arms around him to hold on for the ride of my life.

Between his manipulation of my nipple and the bliss of his thick cock pumping into me, faster now, I succumbed to an overload of sensations. My thoughts went offline as I merely held on and felt, my body fully out of my control as it climbed, reached, stretched toward release.

“Luke…God…yes…harder.”

He gave me what I asked for, and my body crashed into ecstasy, stealing my breath away. I clung to him, arched, keened, riding it out for long, blissful seconds. Finally I gasped for breath and collapsed into him, summoning control over my arms to hold on more tightly as he thrust harder, working for his own climax.

“Fuck, Mags,” he ground out.

The next thing I registered was his hands scooping me up by my butt. He held on to me, turned, stepped to the empty wall by the refrigerator, and pushed my back against it, pumping harder into me as if his life depended on it. All I could do was hold on and let him use my body however he needed to.

He pounded into me for a while longer, and I was stunned to feel my body come alive again out of nowhere. As Luke’s thrusts became even more intense, I climbed with him, reduced to gasping and needing and clinging to him. I came at the same time he did, thankful he pressed all his weight into me as he released, because there was no way I’d be able to stand on my own two feet. Possibly not in the next twelve hours.

We stood there, or rather he stood there holding me up, both of us panting as I tried to process what he’d just done to me.

“That’s never happened before,” I said when I could get enough air to speak.

“What? Sex against the wall?”

I laughed lazily. “That too but two orgasms so fast.”

“Told you I had a present for you. And now I need to get you to the bed before my legs give out.”

He pushed away from the wall enough for me to slide my feet to the floor, then leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to my lips. “You okay?”

“I think my entire cellular makeup was blown apart and rearranged.”

Grinning, he said, “We’re damn good together, Mags.”

“Mm-hmm.”

We kissed again. Then he stood back enough to shed his pants the rest of the way. He kicked them and his shoes off, making me laugh.

“Oops,” I said. “We forgot to get all the way naked.” My teddy still hung from my shoulders.

“Seemed to work out just fine.” He took my hand, and we crossed the floor to my bed, ignoring the discarded clothing and the condom wrapper.