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He pets my head in reward.

I allow myself to drop into the sensation: his taste, smell, and the sound of sucking.

There is nothing but the swirl of my tongue around those fingers.

Time no longer exists. I am floating in a rush of happiness.

Relaxed, I focus on nothing but this job.

“When I take away my fingers, you are going to take my cock in your mouth and worship it too.” Rhett’s voice washes over me. “Hell, you need this, don’t you?”

I hum in agreement.

I am hot with need.

When he pulls away his fingers, my mouth waters.

I glance upwards and am shocked by the tender wonder on Rhett’s face, as I catch him in an unguarded moment like he’s looking at something…someone…he has dreamed into existence.

It’s too much.

Overwhelmed, I grab the silky base of his cock, stroking over his sensitive knot.

“Fuck…” Rhett’s voice wavers.

Encouraged, I lean in, licking around the head of his cock. I drop kitten kisses on it.

His thighs tremble.

When he doesn’t force me to increase the speed, I continue my exploration, taking the tip of his cock into my mouth.

Rhett drops his hand onto the top of my head, but he doesn’t exert pressure. It is more like he needs the anchor.

I rest my hands on his muscled thighs, and hell, I didn’t know that I could fancy a man’s thighs as much as I do Rhett’s.

They’re damn near a work of art.

Then I take deep, eager sucks, and Rhett makes a strangled sound.

Suddenly, I am being tugged off his cock by my hair.

Dazed, I glare at Rhett for stealing my treat.

Rhett looks wild and dangerous. “Any more of that, darlin’, and I’ll come before I knot you, and I need to knot you now. Your mouth just feels so damn good.”

I glow with pride.

He grabs me by the shoulders and pulls me to my feet. I barely keep my balance, but his arm slides around my waist.

Immediately, he walks me backward until I feel the cool leather of the suspension swing against my hips.

“Lie back,” he orders.

My body hums with life and sensation.

I obey, letting Rhett guide me back onto the breeding swing, which I have been unable to stop thinking about since I saw it hanging here yesterday like one of my filthiest fantasies sprung to life.

I tremble with need.