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“I mean that we’ve got all night, and I have a lot of worshiping to catch up on.”

Her eyes light up. We’re tangled together, my legs between hers, one of my arms beneath her.

“You have an erection,” she says. Her obvious delight at such a basic reaction makes my heart ache.

“And it’s all down to you, baby.” It’s the first time I’ve used an endearment like that for her, and she looks at me almost bashfully.

“What do you want me to do?” she asks.

I kiss her. “I don’t want you to do anything. Here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to kiss you for a long, long time. Then I’m going to take your clothes off, slowly, and find out exactly how to unwrap you from that beautiful sari, so I can kiss every piece of skin as it’s revealed. Then I want to see what you taste like, because I’ve fantasized about it for years.”

“Oh,” she says faintly.

“I’m going to take you to bed and make you come with my mouth. And then I’ll make love to you for as long as I can manage it, until you can’t think about anything but me.”

She lets out something like a little squeak. I bend my head and brush my lips against hers, just touching.

“How does that sound?” I murmur.

“I don’t want to be on top,” she says. Her eyes glisten.

“Okay.” I kiss slowly across her mouth, from one corner to the other. “I can think of plenty of other positions we can try.”

That makes her laugh. “Just one will be amazing.”

“Oh, I have lots more than one planned.”

“You’ve thought about this way too much.”

“You have no idea.”

She giggles, then lifts her arms around my neck, her brows drawing together. “Just make me forget,” she whispers.

“You’re not even going to be able to remember your name when I’m done with you.”

“Promises, promises.” She sounds breathless with excitement.

“Absolutely, it’s a promise. But first things first. Would you let your hair down?”

“My hair?” Her eyebrows lift. “Um, okay.” She releases the two butterfly clips holding it up and tosses them onto the coffee table.

I watch as she unfurls the long, brown locks. She never wears it down, and so I had no idea how long it was. It’s luxurious, like a strip of chocolate-brown silk, and as she pulls it straight, it reaches all the way to her hips.

I lift a strand, inhale the scent of it, then run it through my fingers. It’s soft and silky. Ahhh… for some reason it really turns me on.

Her lips curve up. “You like?”

“I like. A lot.” I slip my hand into it while I study her mouth. “I’m going to kiss you now.”

“Okay.”

“Try to remember to breathe. It’s going to take a while.”

She gives me a helpless look. And then, as I lower my lips to hers, she sighs, her breath mingling with mine.

Chapter Five

Juliette

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