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Nuzzling her breasts with his nose, he grinned when he saw her nipples pout.

He glanced up and smiled boyishly. "I think they missed me too."

Ellie couldn't stand it a moment longer. She wrapped a hand around the back of his head and yanked his face back to the straining bead of one puckered tip. His eyes closed; she sucked in a breath as she watched his lashes rest against his cheek and his lips part to receive her. Then his tongue made contact and she jerked in surprise, remembering how potent his mouth was.

He made a sound deep in his throat and lavished her, making her arch and want to beg.

"God, you still taste so good."

Reaching blindly, Ellie slid her palms down the side of his ribs and to the waist of his slacks. She unbuckled his belt, unzipped him, and slid his trousers and boxers down. Just as her fingers wrapped around the length of him, he jerked.

"No, El..." He groaned. "Slow down. Slow down, honey.

We're going to go too fast."

Letting out a growl of frustration, Ellie latched onto his hair with two handfuls and forced his gaze to hers. When his wide, 321

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surprised eyes lifted, she gritted out, "It's been ten years. I can't wait. We'll go slow next time."

His mouth dropped. For a moment, he could only gape.

Then he morphed into action, hands fumbling as he reached for her pants. Ellie hopped off the side of the desk as he pushed them down her hips. While he worked there, she attacked the buttons on his shirt.

But the process was too frustratingly slow.

"Damn it." She grasped the opened edges of his shirt and yanked them apart, tearing the rest of his fastenings off entirely.

Boston let out a surprised laugh as a button flew past his nose. Others rained down around them, sprinkling the desktop with a pebbled cacophony of sound.

"Hurry," Ellie encouraged, jumping back onto the desk and wrapping her legs around his hips.

He touched her and she cried out, pressing her face to his newly exposed chest.

"You're so wet," he said in awe.

Ellie grabbed his shoulders for support, her nails biting into hard, heated flesh. "So, what are you waiting for?"

"Oh, I don't know," he gave the lazy answer, covering her knees with his palms and gently easing her thighs apart so he could step between them. "Maybe I just want to make you beg."

His grin teased as he leaned forward to rub the glistening tip of himself across her opening, only to pull back when her body gave a hard jolt.

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"Bastard," she rasped, arching toward him for even the slightest hint of contact.

He gave a husky laugh. "I don't care how rushed you feel,"

he said, leaning only the top half of his body toward her so he could press a light kiss to her forehead. "I've waited too long for this. I'm going to savor every second."

"Can't you savor them while you're inside me?" she whined.

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