Page 51 of Dangerous Encore

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Fuck, shetastesgood.

Like sugar and teaandhome.

"Hands on the counter," Idemand.

She groans as she places her palms againstthetile.

She arches her back, rubbing her assagainstme.

Fuck, she's too good at driving me out ofmymind.

My cock whines, but it's going to havetowait.

Thisfirst.

I bring my hands to the bottom of her skirt and I roll the garment up her thighs. Over herbareass.

My fingertips skim her flesh. "You walk around like this all day,angel?"

"Yes," shebreathes.

I drag my fingertips over the backs of her thighs. Higher. Higher.Higher.

Almost.

"Joel." She arches her back to meet myhands.

My fingers brush againstherclit.

Bella lets out a low, heavygroan.

Sheneedsthis.

Sheneedsme.

I rub her with mythumb.

She bucks against my hand, needy,impatient.

God damn, the groans falling offherlips…

I slide my free hand intoherbra.

She shudders as I toy with hernipple.

She shifts her hips, grinding her ass against myhard-on.

Fuck, thatfeelsgood.

I rub her a littleharder.

A littlefaster.

Almost.

There—

"Fuck, Joel." She lets out a low, heavygroan.

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