Page 45 of Operation Heartbeat

She rocked on his tongue. Juices flooded out, and he curled his tongue into her entrance as if to gather every drop.

God, had any man ever done this to her? The answer was no.

Sparks of passion blended with the shivers of bliss taking over her system. She ran her thumbs along his jaw, feeling the flex of sinew as he tongued her.

“Oh…god…Ryan!”

She was close. Oh, so close. Right there. On the verge.

“Yes!” She tipped her face up to the ceiling and moaned as her release washed over her like a tide. Drawing her under its depths, tossing her. She was shaking apart. She was boneless.

Sliding down the wall.

She engaged her knees to support herself. Con delivered one last slow, thorough lick to her pussy and lifted his head.

The gleam of her juices on his lips and the dark look in his eyes promised more to come.

Much more.

In a sleek move, he glided to his feet, gathered her in his arms and kissed her. The flavor of herself mingled with his own masculine flavor sent another shock through her.

Pressing herself against his hard body, she started throbbing for him all over again.

“Just one time, Sophie.”

At that moment, she didn’t care what she agreed to. As long as she had this man as her lover, she would be a very, very happy woman.

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Con’s cock couldn’t get any harder. The length pulsed with want. His balls were full and blue as hell.

He stepped back from Sophie, extending a hand to her. She clasped his with a level of trust that shouldn’t make his chest tight, but it did.

She took one step and stopped. Both of them glanced down to see her thong still around her ankles. And he thought nothing could be hotter than the sexy straps of her high heels.

With a little quivery laugh, she delicately stepped out of her panties and abandoned the scrap of fabric on the floor.

As they moved this private party to the bedroom, he was well aware of how slippery her thighs moved. She was soaking wet for him. After coming on his tongue, she wasdrenched.

He couldn’t wait to get inside her, to bury himself in that clenching heat and make her scream his name.

As soon as they made it to the bedroom, Sophie whirled toward him andattackedhis shirt buttons. As she ran down the line, she surged onto tiptoe and kissed him.

A forceful sound of desire gathered in his throat. His instinct was to toss her on the bed and strip off his clothes, but he did something he had never, ever done before.

He gave up that small measure of control to her.

She nibbled at his lips in teasing kisses that set his blood on fire. When she freed every last button from its hole, she gripped the edges of his shirt and tore it off his body. His skin rippled at the force of her action, and his cock thrust against his fly, pushing for escape.

She broke the kiss and stepped back. Her dress hung on her shoulders, loose where he’d unfastened the hooks at the back of her neck.

God, he couldn’t wait to get that dress off her and explore every. Last. Inch. Of her. Body.

Their gazes locked. He reached for his belt and flipped it open.

She flattened her palms on her thighs and tugged up her dress, exposing her beautiful bare pussy. Finding her smooth and waxed had damn near made him come on the spot.

Seeing the wetness glistening on her smooth lips had him almost coming again. He gripped his erection through his pants and tried to force his body to cooperate with the designs he had on Sophie. But it wanted to race ahead and get her on her back with her legs over her head.

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