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hot and hungry. Her tongue darted over Gunnar’s, and she nipped his bottom lip as her hand closed around his stiffening shaft. Her fingers squeezed and relaxed in a rhythmic, undulating pattern that soon had Gunnar at full attention.

“Is my temp elevated, doc?” he asked as Ray pulled back to catch her breath.

“You feel a little warm,” Ray admitted, her voice low and hoarse as she struggled to catch her breath. Faint specks of pink light glowed within the hole in her forehead. “I better check it orally.”

She slid down his body, her breasts gliding along either side of Gunnar’s engorged length. Her tongue swirled around his tip, leaving a wet trail in its path. The slick friction of Ray’s mouth engulfing Gunnar had his heart thundering in his ears. Every sensation stripped away another day they’d been apart, obliterating the distance that had separated them for what Gunnar once believed would be an eternity.

His thick fingers tangled in Ray’s hair, tugging at the raven strands, spurring her to swallow him in a long, slow motion. Her teeth just grazed his sensitive skin, raising goosebumps along his spine. Her hand slipped away from his cock, the nails grazing the underside of his balls, then clamped onto his thigh as she eased as much of his length as she could manage into her throat. The world disintegrated into a dripping kaleidoscope of heated sensation and desperate hunger.

Gunnar’s eyes drifted closed, and he let himself float on the waves of pleasure that radiated from the tight grip of Ray’s mouth. Her hands roamed over his body, everywhere at once, nails lightly scraping along the muscled ridges of his stomach, palms pressing flat as she massaged his chest and shoulders, her slender fingers clutching the backs of his thighs as she pulled him deeper into her mouth. Ray moaned, a low vibration that came from deep inside. A soft pink glow emanated from her forehead.

And then she carried Gunnar over the edge, draining him dry in greedy gulps that left them both gasping. They clung to one another for long, lazy moments, Ray’s head resting on Gunnar’s stomach, her arm draped across his hips. He toyed with her hair, gently combing the strands between his fingers. When Ray tried to slide out of bed at last, Gunnar hooked his hands around her hips, and pulled her back to him.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked.

“To eat.” She giggled as Gunnar effortlessly lifted her higher and nudged her legs apart with his elbows. “You need some calories, too, mister. I don’t know what—”

Ray’s breath caught in her throat as her skirt rucked up around her waist. Gunnar had raised her higher and tilted his head back against the pillow. His hot breath teased the sensitive skin at her center, and his prickly beard stubble lightly scratched the insides of her thighs.

“Just gonna check your temperature.” Gunnar traced the outline of her puffy lips with long, slow strokes. He caught a whiff of her perfume mingled with the richer scents of Ray’s body. “Hmm, can’t quite get a reading.”

“Try harder,” she said, her voice lower, more urgent.

“I wouldn’t want to rush things and get a bad reading,” Gunnar teased.

His tongue parted her gently, its pointed tip swirled around her swelling pearl until her back arched and her fingers tangled in his hair. He savored her faintly salty flavor and lifted her hips. He lapped at the folds around her opening, holding her steady, his hands wrapped around her hips.

Gunnar’s mouth stoked the flames of her desire. He sucked and nipped, his tongue working in tantalizing spirals that drew ragged sighs from Ray, guiding her toward the pinnacle of pleasure. Years had passed since they’d been together, but their hunger for one another obliterated the missing time.

The world blurred, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop even as the heat between Gunnar and Ray grew more intense. Her panting moans seemed to overlap, doubling, then tripling in Gunnar’s ears. His hands slipped over her hips, and the swell of her curves shifted under his fingers, as turbulent and fluid as the ocean’s waves. She’d become a force of nature, her body both intimately familiar and uncharted territory.

Ray’s thighs suddenly clutched Gunnar, and he let her ride him until she stiffened against his mouth, her muscles straining, head thrown back, a nearly silent, shuddering moan wracking her body as the waves of quivering pleasure crashed over her.

The world shifted around them in that moment, growing darker and wilder, and Gunnar felt a bond snap into place between him and Rayleigh. The connection blurred the lines between them until it was hard to tell where she stopped and he began. Their spirits fused as her pleasure spiked to new heights.

The world slowly crept back into the room with them, until Gunnar almost felt normal again.

Almost.

Ray eased back from Gunnar’s face and sat straddling his chest, strands of her thick hair dangling in her eyes, her mouth slightly open as she struggled to catch her breath. Her smoky gaze transfixed Gunnar. He never wanted her to move, never wanted to be away from her again.

“What’s the diagnosis,” she asked.

“You’re terminally hot,” Gunnar responded, then turned his head to nip at her knee beside his head.

“So I’ve heard.” Ray grinned down at him. She tossed her hair over one shoulder. “I wonder if Mimi was watching us on her cameras.”

“Showoff.” Gunnar sat up straight and hauled Ray into a tight embrace. He kissed the top of her head and smoothed her long, black hair down her back. “I just hope she’s got some food in this place.”

“Nothing fancy.” Ray slipped out of his arms to sit next to him on the bed. “But she’s promised sandwiches when you drag your sorry ass into the dining room. As nice an appetizer as that was, I’m still starving, so let’s get to getting.”

Ray hopped out of bed and headed for the door. She’d changed her outfit, and Gunnar had

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