MaraI opened my mouth to respond, but his hand was already at the button of my jeans, and whatever clever retort I'd been constructing dissolved into nothing. He popped it open. The zipper followed. Then he was peeling the denim down my legs, his eyes never leaving mine, and I was losing the ability to think."Tell me if I need to stop," he said softly as my jeans joined the growing pile on the floor.I nodded."Out loud, Mara."The sound of my name in that voice, rough around the edges, did things to me I couldn't explain. "I'll tell you."He kissed me again. Not desperate... worse, far worse, it was tender. His lips moved over mine with a patience that felt like a promise, and I sank into it, into him, until the world narrowed to the heat of his mouth and the press of his body.Somewhere beneath the haze, an old fear scratched at the back of my mind. I'd had sex before. I'd never had an orgasm. Not from another person. Only ever alone, with my toy, when no one was watching, when th
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