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D evon looked tortured. Sarah felt his sadness like it was her own and she needed to know why. It didn’t feel like simple empathy, it felt like she had been personally wronged.

Sarah reached out, running her hand along Devon’s arm.

It was meant as a purely sympathetic gesture.

She wasn’t prepared for her reaction. The warm feeling that spread throughout her body, peaking her nipples, urged her to rub them against Devon’s hard body.

To lick and nip his skin. To feel him inside her.

She saw confusion play over Devon’s features.

She stepped closer to him, inhaling his masculine scent.

A moan escaped her as she rubbed her chin against his jawline.

Her skin tingled as his stubbled jaw rasp against her.

She was intelligent enough to know she was in big trouble.

This wasn’t her. Something was wrong, but she couldn’t stop it.

Sarah felt the burning sensation between her legs heighten to the point of pain.

She couldn’t stop her own hand from sliding between the terry-cloth robe to the smooth slick flesh between her thighs.

Even though a part of her was mortified by what she was doing she needed the fire to stop.

She shivered as her own fingers glanced over her clit.

Devon grabbed her hand. “That won’t do any good.

What you need only I can give you.” He pulled her hand up and into his mouth.

He sucked hard, licking her fingers, watching every reaction he wrought from her.

She had to reason this through. Her analytical brain attempting to reason with her treacherous body. “I’m not... I don’t...”

Devon picked her up and took her to the bed. “Don’t think about it, Sarah. There’s nothing you can do to stop this. Not now.”

He lay her down gently, untying her robe as she lay back. “I don’t understand.” Her hand slipped back to cup herself as Devon opened her robe. The heat was unbearable.

He grabbed her hand and removed it as he settled between her legs. His wide shoulders, spreading her open, made her feel exposed. Vulnerable. She struggled until his hands rested firmly on both her thighs.

He applied pressure. “Look at me,” he demanded.

She didn’t want to obey him yet her eyes immediately locked with his. “I will always take care of you, Sarah. It’s my right and I assure you, your pleasure.” His mouth lowered to her throbbing pussy.

Sarah gasped as his warm tongue slid expertly between her lips.

His hands pushed her thighs a little wider.

It bordered on pain yet her hips involuntarily pushed against him.

His tongue dipped into her vagina, pulling in her juices, swirling them over his taste buds as a low groan of pleasure escaped him.

He was relentless. The more she bucked against him the more fevered his assault. “Oh yes Devon, yes!”

She felt her body tightening. The muscles in her stomach clenched together preparing for the tsunami that would take her. She was mindless as the pressure increased. Her hands grasped his hair holding him against her. She was a wild animal. Her arousal intense without being able to reach its apex.

Devon slowly slid one finger into her. Then a second. The burning sensation was uncomfortable and exciting. She started rocking against him, attempting to impale herself. He increased his tempo, licking her harder and faster until she felt the ultimate pleasure burst through her body.

She heard herself scream as the tidal wave washed over her body.

It was forceful and all-consuming as it crashed over her quivering skin.

She fisted his hair, knowing she had to be hurting him, unable to loosen her grip in the throes of her never-ending release.

She felt her pussy clamp down on his fingers.

The sensation tripped a second mini orgasm that made her moan and arch off the bed.

Devon stood up. She watched him undo his button fly. His long erection burst from his jeans before he could slip them from his hips. She felt both terrified and thrilled as his hand circled his hard cock. “Come here, Sarah.”

She rose from the mattress, leaving her robe strewn across the bed.

She climbed up his body. Looking him in the eyes as her hands took on a mind of their own, running over his chest and down his sides.

“I don’t usually... I mean I never do this sort of thing.

” She was mesmerized by the amber fire in his eyes, wondering how she’d missed it before.

He took one of her hands and placed it on his cock, wrapping his hand over hers, as he guided her up and down the thick length of him. “I know.” He kissed her while helping her pump him.

She felt a furry itch travel the length of her arm. The sensation made her pause and Devon pull her closer. “Don’t think Sarah, just touch me. Work my cock. When you’re ready, you’ll suck me into that perfect mouth of yours.”

She wanted to be offended, but his blunt words rekindled her arousal. Her need. Still, she couldn’t let him think she was some kind of pushover. “Aren’t we confident?” She put as much sass in her voice as she could muster.

Devon smiled. “I am.” He leaned toward her his nose touching hers. “I’m confident that you want to suck my dick so bad your juices are dripping down your legs. That you want me so bad you will beg me to fuck you before we leave this room.”

She wanted to call him a liar, knowing it was the truth. “So, I’m just going to beg you to do anything you want to me?”

His eyes glittered. “Not anything. You won’t beg me to fuck you in the ass, but I’ll do it anyway.”

She smacked his chest. He chuckled when he caught her arm and began rubbing her hand along his jaw. “I love your spirit.”

It wasn’t what she expected. She leaned back. “I’m not sure what’s going on here, but I intend to find out.”

He smirked. “You will, but not until after you kiss me.” He pulled her back to him.

She attempted to extinguish the burning lust that quickly rose, losing the battle as soon as his lips fastened to hers.

Her hands were on him before she could register what she was doing.

Stroking. Caressing. He growled in pleasure when she cupped his balls.

She had an unusual sensation of duality as images of her sucking him into her mouth flashed in her head.

Then she was moving down his body, kissing, licking, making small nips in his skin.

She worked her way down to his hard cock.

She marveled at the hard velvet feel of him.

She rubbed her cheek along the shaft as he groaned.

“Sarah, I need you to put your mouth on me.”

She needed that too, but she liked having the control back in her hands. “Are you always this bossy?” She continued to rub and caress him.

He grabbed her hair, tilting her head back and fisting his cock, rested it against her lips. “Yes. Now open your mouth.” He pressed against her.

Her eyes were locked on his as she opened her mouth.

“I want you to take me as far down your throat as you can,” he said, holding her gently, but firmly as he angled himself deeper into her mouth.

As he increased the intensity of his stroke, she struggled a little.

“Relax your throat. Tilt back a little more. You can take me,” he said in a strained voice.

She did as he asked, bringing her hand up to pump him as she sucked. She felt the change in his body. The tightness. The swelling. He grabbed her head, holding her to him, as warm jets spurted down her throat.

Sarah licked and nuzzled Devon’s shaft as his hold on her head loosened. With the fire in her body subsiding, she began to process her actions. What have I done? She slowly rose to her feet.

Devon brought her close, kissing her until he realized she was hesitant. “What’s wrong Sarah? Did I do something that scared you?”

She wanted to say, hell yes. Her attraction to him scared her. “No, it wasn’t you. My behavior was inappropriate. I’m sorry.”

His eyes turned to granite. “You think this was just a onetime thing? A mistake?” His anger was unmistakable.

She had to be honest. “Yes. I have no excuse. I don’t know what came over me.”

He brought his face close to hers. “I came over you and I plan to come in you.” When she gasped at his abruptness, he slammed his mouth on hers.

The salty taste of him was still in her mouth as their tongues dueled.

She wanted to break away, but remained helpless.

He lifted his head as she sucked in a long breath.

“This is not a one-night stand Sarah. This is forever.”

She put her hands on his chest. “I know I’m insanely attracted to you. I admit that, but I’m on assignment. I should never have done this,” she injected authority into her voice. “I don’t even know you.”

She saw the edge of his lips twitch. “You will.”

“No, Devon, I won’t.” She pulled out of his grasp, grabbing her robe from the bed.

She put it on, facing away from him. “I’ll get dressed in the bathroom.

I think it best if you leave.” She closed the bathroom door quickly, stifling a sob, her heart breaking.

She knew she’d done the right thing. She’d investigated the Cascade family before coming here.

His family preserved nature. Hers took that precious wildlife, stuffed it, mounted it, then took pictures of its dead corpses before sharing it on social media.

She refused to think about the other things.

How would she explain this to Gerry? No, they weren’t a couple, but they were more than friends. Would he laugh at her, be mad or just plain disappointed? She got dressed quickly, listening at the door for a moment. When she didn’t hear anything, she opened the door. Devon hadn’t moved.

Her heart fluttered as her stomach rolled. “I believe I told you to leave.” Her tone was less than convincing.

His tone was ice. “Did you expect me to obey?”