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She felt the light touch as his fingers feathered her where she was warm and moist and aching—until she was lost in a dark, erotic world of his creation. She said his name, just once, and then began to move distractedly beneath his touch.

Kaleb looked down at her while he continued to caress her, reveling in the frantic little movements of her limbs. He knew it would be more practical to take her to bed, but he could also see that she was close to the edge. Too close. And too precious and unwieldy to just flying over his shoulder and mount the stairs and take her upstairs to bed.

Which meant staying right here…

He slid his hand inside her panties and she made an agitated little sound that was somewhere between a gasp and a cry as he moved his hand against her heated flesh with a slow, sure rhythm.

This was all going to be over far too quickly, was his one regretful thought as he watched the frantic circling of her hips.

Sasha felt the first spasm of pleasure ripple with increasing str