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what she felt. This moment was bliss and it had no comparison.

Seven
    Carter felt as though he was having an out-of-body experience. Without any control over his actions, he had no choice but to watch. By giving him permission to simply feel without the crippling emotional connection, Tess had opened the floodgates of a year’s worth of pent-up sexual energy.
    He’d missed this so much. The passion, the feeling of naked skin against his own. The mindless frenzy that wouldn’t cease until they both came.
    Carter’s sac tightened. His cock throbbed in time with his pulse. The salty-sweet taste of Tess’s skin was heaven. He wanted to devour her. To taste every inch of her. To leave her weak and shaking and sated and at the same time wanting more.
    Tess gripped his hair in her fist and the almost-pain caused Carter’s cock to pulse hot and hard. The memory of her grip on his shaft sent a shudder through him and he rocked his hips against her as though he were pumping inside of her.
    â€œTess, you feel so good.” Carter spoke against her heated skin, unwilling to break the contact for even a moment. She let out a low whimper as he circled her clit with the pad of his finger, and the sound raced down his spine in a pleasant shiver. He wanted more of those sounds, more of her panting breaths. More of her .
    Carter came up on his knees and settled between her legs. Tess’s gaze met his, the blue of her eyes seemed to deepen to a dark navy with her passion. Her tongue flicked out at her luscious, dark pink lips and Carter’s cock twitched as he imagined it flicked out at his engorged head. Her pert breasts quivered with each shuddering draw of breath and Carter took in the sight of her, laid out before him like a meal he couldn’t wait to devour.
    He gripped the waistband of her yoga pants and jerked them down off of her thighs. She brought her legs up and he whisked them off of her. He eased her feet back down to the floor and her knees fell open. Carter’s gaze settled to the glistening pink flesh of her pussy, and his mouth went dry. Her pussy was already wet and swollen. Her arousal had begun to spread over her inner thighs.
    Lord, she was beautiful. For a moment he simply stared. Took in the sight of her naked and totally unashamed. The passion that sparked in her gaze set him on fire and a smile flirted with her lush mouth.
    â€œWhat?” The word left her lips in a breathy rush that tightened Carter’s gut.
    â€œYou’re beautiful, Tess.”
    Her smile grew and emotion shone in her eyes. How could he possibly think being with her would be some detached physical moment and nothing more? Especially when she looked at him like that.
    Carter stripped his T-shirt off and settled between her thighs. He looked up the length of Tess’s body, fascinated by the flat plane of her stomach and the way the muscles twitched in anticipation of his touch. He reached out and feathered his finger over her clit. Her muscles contracted as her head rolled back on her shoulders. He increased the pressure and her back arched off the floor as a low moan filled the silence. Carter dipped a finger lower and teased the sensitive skin of her opening. Tess’s panting breaths caused his sac to tingle with anticipation. Every muscle in his body had grown taut with the intensity of his want of her.
    The moment he sealed his mouth over her clit, Tess cried out. Her legs drew up as her body curled in on itself. Carter placed his palms on either thigh and urged her to open for him. He eased her into the intensity of sensation with slow, gentle passes, using the flat of his tongue. He couldn’t get enough of her taste, her scent. The way she writhed and her hips undulated in an attempt to increase the pressure of his mouth. Carter didn’t want to rush, though. This might be the only day he had with her and he wanted to make every single minute count.
    He cupped the round curves of her

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