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Something dark and promising flashes in his eyes. “That can be arranged.”

He turns with me still wrapped around him and walks us through the room before heading for the stairs, each step punctuated by boisterous hoots and catcalls of a thoroughly entertained crowd.

“Get the good doctor half a dozen pillows!” someone shouts, earning a chorus of laughter.

My face burns so hot I feel like I’m seconds from combustion. I bury my head in Cade’s neck, breathing him in—citrus and leather and everything sin I can’t resist.

Oh, ground, if you’re listening, now would be an excellent time to swallow me whole.

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Luna

“Je t’aime.”

The words spill out of me as my pussy spasms around the Bliss Xtra. My knuckles whiten on the sheets, the hand sliding the toy into my wet center trembling.

I’m not sure which I would owe my climax to; the toy or the sight of Cade sitting across from me, gloriously naked, eyes like molten lava, fist slowly gliding over his big cock.

“Mon Dieu, je t’aime, Cade.”

My hips lift off the bed as my orgasm crests, but just as my eyes begin to roll back, Cade moves. He pulls the toy out of me, leaving me gasping.

“Cade—”

Strong hands pry my knees apart, and he stares down at my pussy. “Look at you, soaked and twitching. God, you’re messy, Luciana.”

Hisvoice is rough and gravelly sending shivers through me, dragging out my orgasm, stretching it until I’m crying out, my body spasming helplessly beneath his gaze. I can’t stop. The longer he stares, the harder I come, until it feels like all the muscles in my pelvis have been wrung dry.

Finally spent, I collapse onto the bed—only to arch again when Cade swipes his tongue along my folds, gathering the evidence of my release.

“Sweet,” he murmurs, his breath hot against my oversensitive skin.

My moan transforms into a choked cry as he spears his tongue into me. “Cade, I want you.”

“Louder, baby. Beg me like you can’t breathe without my cock splitting you in two.”

My knuckles fist into the sheets and I babble, “Please, my love. Please.”

At first, his only response is that growl, but then, like he’s lost the battle with his own need, he flips me onto my stomach, pulls me up to my knees, and sinks into me in one stroke.

The stretch is incredible. My cries muffle into the pillow—until Cade rips it away. He sets a punishing rhythm, his cock filling me completely. Then he presses the Bliss Xtra against my clit, the vibrations syncing perfectly with the pace of his thrusts.

“Fuck! Slow down.” My back bows in pleasure, but Cade holds me down and makes me take every inch.

His voice is a rough command against my spine. “How does it feel, finally making an honest businesswoman out of you?”

I can’t speak. Heat blooms across my skin, his words coiling around me like a vice. I grind my hips back against him, desperate for more just as the Bliss Xtra shifts to a higher setting. Just like that, my body locks. My orgasm hits like a freight train, tearing another scream from my throat.

My fingers claw at the sheets, searching for something—anything—to anchor me as the pleasure crashes through me.

“You’re so greedy,” Cade growls, his rhythm unrelenting. “Gripping my cock like you never want to let go.”

A warm splash of liquid on my ass has my eyes flying open. I gasp, but my traitorous body heats again. My pussy clenches involuntarily as a smooth object teases, then pushes against the sensitive bud of my ass. Neglected nerve endings crackle to life.

“Beautiful,” Cade murmurs, his voice dark and hypnotic, soothing me as the plug stretches me, stealing my breath as it finally settles into place.

“How does that feel?”