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Still, he toyed with her, kneading and caressing as wave after wave of ecstasy hit her.
“That’s right, baby. I can feel it. Come for me, come hard.”
She did. So hard her knees buckled. She had to grab his waist for support, otherwise she’d slide to the floor in a boneless heap.
For several minutes, she leaned against him, breathless, as the spasms subsided. All the while, Daniel whispered encouragement in her ear, holding her close with a steadying arm.
As the euphoria of the afterglow settled around her, she remembered there was a not-so-small matter still needing her attention. Dropping to her knees, she gave in to her previous desire.
She wanted a mouthful of Daniel.
Now.
In record time, she unbuckled his belt and slid his zipper down. She eased his cock out of his boxers, feeling it twitch. She licked her lips in anticipation and then licked the tip of his cock. Hunger overtook her, and she indulged herself. Greedy for him, her tongue laved his shaft and then twirled around its head, lapping away another liquid bead.
God, he tasted good. Salty and masculine.
Low moans filled her ears, urging her on. He wove his fingers through her hair.
She wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and took a second to look at his face.
His head was thrown back, his eyes narrowed slits. Even in the dark, she could see the desire in his expression. She smiled, opened her lips, and closed them around him. A muffled groan sounded above her.
“Christ…Morgan.”
Forming a tight, wet cavern with her mouth, she sucked him, loving his taste and his feel. Loving the shudders that racked his body every few seconds. Her head moved to a rhythmic beat, her hand trailing in its path. As his cock grew in her mouth, she moved faster, sucked a little harder.
Daniel’s breath came in sharp bursts. “Amy…”
She cupped his balls with her free hand. His body tightened and froze. With a throaty groan, he came, shooting come into her mouth. She hungrily swallowed every drop, lingering over her feast until his orgasm subsided.
“Amy.” His voice was low and gruff, barely audible. He pulled her to her feet and held her close. “Babe…that was incredible.” He took a deep, shuddering breath. For a long while, that was all she was aware of. The sound of his breathing, uneven and ragged, and the feel of his arms wrapped around her.
A burst of laughter rang out from someplace miles away.
It took a minute or so before the sound penetrated the fog surrounding her brain. And when it finally did, reality hit her square between the eyes, the effect much like a glass of ice water.
She yanked free from Daniel’s arms and stared at him, dazed.
He grabbed her hand and tried to pull her back into his embrace. “Amy?”
They were standing outside the gallery, for Pete’s sake. A few feet away from a room full of people and an army of reporters—all of whom had come to see Daniel and his pictures. What if somebody had walked outside?
“Morgan, what’s the matter?” He still breathed hard.
“Oh my God, Daniel.” For endless seconds, she was incapable of saying anything else. “What did we do?”
“We did good, Morgan.” Daniel’s voice was husky. “Let’s go do it again. Somewhere a bit more private.”
“Are you kidding?” Amy struggled to still her pounding heart. “We can’t do that again. Ever. Friends don’t do those sorts of things. And they especially don’t do it meters away from a very public function.” She’d experienced the most incredible orgasm at the hands of her best friend at his exhibition. And in return she’d given him a blowjob right outside the gallery.
How the hell had she allowed herself to lose control like that?
“I’m not kidding.” Desire burned in his voice. “I want to do it again. Let’s go.”
“Go where?”
“My place, your place, I don’t care. Let’s get out of here.”