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few minutes right now.”

A moment later, Chris appeared at her side, sliding his hand onto her bare thigh as he leaned back against the bar. “I’m all yours for fifteen minutes. What do you want to do?”

“Go someplace where we can be alone,” she said, hoping he saw the heat in her eyes.

He cast a sexy grin. “Fifteen minutes isn’t a lot of time, angel.”

“I know, but I’m…” She let her eyes fall shut at the lush, needy sensations pressing through her body.

“What?” he whispered.

“So hot for you,” she breathed back.

“Mmm,” he growled softly, his look saying she’d just made him hot, too. “We’re gonna have to get creative here, but follow me.”

As she climbed down from the stool, he took her hand and led her deeper into the bar. Although a few people lingered at tables, talking and drinking, it was a less busy area. He drew her into a cubbyhole that she realized was a phone booth built into the wall, a navy blue curtain serving as a door.

Chris pulled the curtain shut before lifting his hands to her face. His eyes, unmistakably blue even in the dim lighting, brimmed with passion—and she realized no man, not even Jon, had ever looked at her the way Chris looked at her now.

Moving in with slow calculation, he lowered an open-mouthed kiss onto her welcoming lips, his tongue pressing instantly into her mouth to meet her own. Soft, steamy kisses filled her senses, making her breasts ache madly and leaving every pore of her skin tingling with desire.

As if reading her need, he let one hand glide down over her shoulder and onto her breast, causing her to gasp with pleasure. Finally, finally, this man was touching her, putting his big hands where she needed them, making her feel enveloped by everything about him. He kneaded her breast as their kisses went from long and steamy to shorter and sizzling hot.

“You’re so pretty, angel,” he whispered, gazing down into her eyes while he began unbuttoning her blouse. “Do you know how pretty you are?”

Was she? That pretty? Jon had told her so from time to time, but he’d never sounded half as sincere as Chris just had. “You make me feel pretty.”

“Need to get to you,” he murmured, still working at her blouse, peering down at her breasts where they rose from her lacy white demi-bra. He caressed one sensitive mound through the lace for only a few seconds before curling his fingers around the scalloped edge and pulling downward until her nipple was bared.

He looked down on her breast as if it were a work of art. Then he strummed his thumb across her taut pink nipple like it was a rare instrument. Using his other hand to free her other breast, he folded his hands warmly around them both, letting her jutting nipples graze his palms. “Damn, angel, these are pretty, too.”

With that, he bent to take one turgid nipple into his wet mouth, sending shockingly hot pleasure through her breast and deeper. He suckled her gently, but she felt his tongue in the mix, as well, until he drew back to deliver soft, thorough licks. She loved watching him at her breast. She ran her fingers through his messy hair, flexing them instinctively as if she were a purring cat. “Oooh,” she moaned, almost forgetting there was a bar, people, just beyond the thin curtain they stood behind. Thankfully, she suspected the loud music would cover such soft noises.

When he rose back up to full height, he narrowed his eyes on hers, looking wildly aroused, yet also doubtful. “I can’t do what I want to do to you in fifteen minutes, baby. Can you wait?” Even as he spoke, he held her breasts lightly, flicking his thumbs across the beaded nipples.

Her whole body tensed with his question. The ache between her thighs grew. She bit her lip, then reached down to press her hand fully over his cock. “No.”

He drew in a hard breath, his eyes falling shut with pleasure. “God,” he murmured at her touch. She found the same column of steel she remembered from rubbing her pussy against him on the Party Barge, yet in her hand, he felt even bigger—as big as Shay had promised. She gasped in wonderment. Jon was average at best, and a cock as big as this one might have the power to overwhelm her. But she wasn’t afraid—even if she should have been. No, she only wanted it, craved it so much that her body would make it work, make it fit.

She squeezed his balls, rubbed his hardness with the flat of her palm, wrapped her hand around the upright shaft that had grown so magically in his baggy shorts.

After that, she followed her instincts, did what she most wanted to do in the world at that moment. She slowly dropped to her knees and undid his top button.

“Ah, God, baby,” he breathed, looking down at her, clearly stunned and aroused at her actions. She met his eyes, rubbed his column again through the shorts.

Then she lowered her gaze there. She wanted to see his cock so badly, wanted to know it, take it into her. Pulling in her breath, she unzipped his shorts, using both hands to open them fully. Above her, he hurried to take off the t-shirt he wore. His cock stuck up out of his boxer briefs and she wasted no time in pulling them down over his hips beneath the undone shorts.

“Oh…” she breathed at the sight. Not only was his cock wonderfully long—ten or eleven beautiful inches, at least—it was full and thick and so powerful-looking that she almost couldn’t imagine getting it in her pussy, but she also couldn’t wait to try.

She ran her hand lovingly up the steel-hard shaft, curling her fingers around the head, drawing away the wet dot of moisture gathered there.

“So big,” she whispered in awe, gazing up at him.

“Big for you, angel.”

Mmm, God, she wanted him in

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