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from her shoulder down her arm and rested on the swell of her hip. “If you feel at all uncomfortable, tell me and I’ll stop.”

JoJo nodded, staring straight into his eyes. She didn’t tell him that she had already felt uncomfortable, but it was a different kind of uncomfortable. One that was in anticipation of what titillating things he might do to her.

Still lying on his side, he inched his way downward on the bed, trailing kisses across her collarbone and down to claim the tip of one nipple beneath the fabric of her pajama top.

Needing to feel his lips on her skin, JoJo pulled the hem of her top up, exposing her breasts. He flicked a nipple before capturing it between his teeth and rolling it gently.

JoJo’s back arched, urging him to take more.

He sucked the nipple into his mouth and pulled hard.

JoJo’s breath caught and held as he flicked and licked the nipple into a tight little bud. JoJo’s breathing grew ragged, and her body tensed. Not because she was afraid, but because she wanted more.

He abandoned that breast and moved to the other. He treated that breast to the same licking, nipping, and tickling.

JoJo reached for his head and wove her fingers into his hair, holding him closer. If she wanted, she could’ve pushed him away, but she didn’t. How could she, when what he was doing to her made her entire body light on fire and crave more from him?

He smoothed his hand down to her waist and back up over her hip, cupping her buttocks as his mouth moved lower, skimming across her ribs inch by inch as he traveled down her body to the juncture of her thighs.

JoJo rolled onto her back, drawing in shallow, rapid breaths. The closer he got to her core, the more tense she grew. Her fingers in his hair tightened, and he slowed to a stop.

He looked up. “Do you want me to stop here?”

“Yes… No.”

He chuckled, his breath warm against her belly. “I don’t have to go any farther.”

“But I want…” She bit down hard on her bottom lip. She wanted him but she was afraid. “Go slower,” she said.

“I can do that.” He pressed a kiss between her belly button and the tuft of hair over her sex.

JoJo ran her tongue across her suddenly dry lips.

His mouth moved just slightly lower, and he pressed a kiss to her. He continued kissing her until he reached the mound of hair. He laid his hand lightly over it. “Tell me when to stop, and I will.”

“Don’t…stop.”

With his thumbs, he parted her folds and leaned in to flick her there with his tongue. She drew in a sharp breath and held it until he flicked again. The air left her lungs in a whoosh. He licked her again, and a moan rose up her throat and escaped her lips.

What he was doing was magic. She still couldn’t remember the actual rape, but it couldn’t have been anything like this. And he hadn’t touched her there. He’d promised not to penetrate her, and she believed he’d keep to his promise. Knowing in her heart that this was as far as he would go, she relaxed as much as she could and let her body rejoice in what he was doing. Slowly and steadily, he touched her there, his tongue sending wicked electrical currents reverberating throughout her body. He increased the speed and swirled his tongue.

JoJo raised her hips off the mattress wanting somehow to get closer to him. What had started as a want had built to a need. As he flicked and swirled, her body tensed. The sensations building and growing until that one last flick that sent her over the edge.

She cried out his name. “Max.” Her hands convulsed in his hair. Her body pulsed with her release. She clung to those sensations for as long as they lasted, reveling in the feeling of pure satisfaction. When the last tingle subsided, she fell back against the bed.

He chuckled and climbed up her body to lean over her, the length of his cock resting against her inner thigh. When he leaned down to kiss her, his chest pressed against hers.

JoJo wasn’t sure if it was the weight of him or the pressure against her lungs, but suddenly she felt trapped and she pushed against his chest.

He immediately backed off and dropped down beside her. “Sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

She shook her head, drawing in deep breaths. “No, no that’s okay,” she said. “I just couldn’t breathe.” She rolled over onto her side and faced him, laying her hand on his chest. “Do you mind if I touch you?”

He smiled. “Are you kidding me? Of course not.”

She ran her fingers over his chest stopping at a scar. “How did you get this?”

“Shrapnel wound.”

She leaned forward and pressed her lips to it. Then, with her fingers, she continued her perusal to a scar lower down on his torso. “And this one?”

He smiled. “Got that one when I ran into a barbed wire fence on my bicycle when I was nine years old.” He shrugged. “I didn’t want to tell my mother about it because I was somewhere I wasn’t supposed to be. When she found out, she was mad, but not because I’d been there, but because I’d lied to her. Either way, I got grounded.”

She kissed that scar too and moved her fingers even lower. She was now down below his belly button at the next scar. “And this?”

It was a long scar, four inches or more.

“That one was from my fall.” It was a brighter pink than the other scars, as if it were a newer one.

She scooted down the bed and pressed her lips to that one. “I’m sorry this happened to you.”

“Not as sorry as I was while I was falling two hundred and fifty feet to the ground.”

“That had to have been terrifying.”

His lips twisted. “The only thought I remember as I fell

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