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Her mouth opened in a small O. She hadn’t been on top before. Dmitri enjoyed being in control. Enjoyed being on top. Not that Leah had ever wanted to be in control. That would’ve required her to desire Dmitri.

“What’re you thinking?” Julian’s voice drew her out of the past.

“Nothing.”

“Tell me.” He rolled his hips. “If you don’t like this, you only have to say so.”

His words filled her heart with a feeling she didn’t understand. A wonderful and scary feeling. She locked it away to examine later.

“This is my first time in this position.” It couldn’t hurt to let him know.

“Oh?” His hips lifted while his hands held her in place. Leah gasped at the sensation. “You try it.”

She lifted herself, feeling him sliding against her muscles until only his tip was inside her. Her breath escaped her in a ragged gasp as she sank down and he filled her to the brim. He cupped her breasts, stroking her nipples with the rough pad of his thumb, making her wetter. She set a leisurely pace, acclimating herself to the feel of him from this angle. She loved seeing him from here and watching lust sharpen the lines of his face.

Bending down to kiss him, she moaned when the hard nub of her clit rubbed against his pelvis, sending electric shocks down her core. She hit that spot when she moved again, this time on purpose, and moaned again.

“You like that?”

Julian surprised her with a thrust of his own, once again rubbing her clit with his pelvis.

“Yes.”

Leah’s answer came out as a gasp. His hands clamped down on her hips. As he thrust into her, she realized that being on top didn’t always mean control, for she was once again back at his mercy.

She clung to him as he thrust into her. Every time he moved, her nipples rubbed against his chest in the most decadent way and her clit pushed against his pelvis. The twin points of contact had her core tightening. Heaven, she was in heaven. It seemed impossible that she was about to come the third time. In response to her body tensing, Julian sped up, holding her down harder when her hips bucked against his.

The heat inside her built and built. Then it erupted. Leah could no more stop it than a rampaging car. She could only ride it and let it take her wherever it wanted.

When the tremors from her climax finished, she realized that Julian still filled her, that he hadn’t come while she’d lost herself.

She struggled up on her arms, her limbs deliciously soft and rubbery. “I don’t think I can do that again,” she mumbled.

His hands cupped her breasts and stroked her nipples. “You wanted this, remember?” His husky voice made her toes curl.

“Yes, but I didn’t know you’re insatiable.”

“Do you really want to stop?” A roll of his hips.

She moaned. God, no. All thoughts of resistance fled when Julian leaned on one arm and took one of her straining nipples into his hot mouth. Leah clutched his head close and arched into him. Her hips rocked against his. What was wrong with her? Would she ever get enough of him?

“Maybe one more time,” she panted, her breaths coming in short.

He chuckled. Warm air brushed over her sensitized skin. His hands kneaded her breasts. “Only one?”

He was killing her. She would die from a pleasure overdose. Not a bad way to go, all things considered.

“One. Then I’ll reevaluate.”

“I’ll take that.”

He proceeded to persuade her that just one more wasn’t enough.

Chapter Twenty

Wakeup!Wakeup!

It wasn’t the words but Leah’s urgent and terrified tone that yanked Julian out of his deathlike slumber. His body was sluggish, his mind slow to wake. It was early afternoon when the sun was highest in the sky. When he was at his weakest.