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Lesson three: Walk a mile in other's shoes.

"Jenna, are you sure you..."

She pressed her mouth against his, their tongues meeting halfway. Ryder shifted, and Angel moved so that he straddled her, his hands on either side of her head. She held his neck in a death-grip, afraid he would leave before they could finish.

He broke the mad connection, breathing hard, his eyes dark. "I take that as a yes, love."

She looked beautiful, laid out on her back, her hair spread around her like a halo. "I've been told it can feel good," she said softly. "Is it true?"

Ryder scooped her up into his arms, holding her slim frame to his. He placed a kiss on her neck, sucking slightly, before he nibbled on her ear. "Oh, darling, yes, yes it can."

Without another word, he lay her back down kissed under her jaw, one hand going to her breast. He massaged it gently, teasing her nipple until it hardened under her shirt. Finding the fabric got in the way, he slipped it over her head and tossed it away. He did the same with her bra, taking a moment to admire her body before he kissed and licked his way down her neck and across her collarbone, pausing at the hollow of her throat to stroke the sensitive skin there.

She shuddered under his touch as he moved down her chest. His soft caresses were so different from Whit's. She moaned as he took one of her nipples in his mouth, teasing the nub with his tongue and teeth, biting enough to bring pleasure instead of pain. She felt her arousal start pooling between her legs. Ryder smiled to himself as she arched her hips, longing for his touch.

He teased the skin of her hip with his fingertip, brushing it lightly across the waistband of her jeans. She wiggled her lower body, trying to get him to put his hand where she wanted it.

Leaving her hips, he cupped both her breasts in his hands and leaned in. He captured her mouth with his, tugging on her lips with his teeth. Angel took his face in her hands, pulling him into her, moaning as he squeezed and massaged her pert breasts. Suddenly, her jeans felt too restrictive, and Angel's hands flew to the button, her fingers fumbling.

Ryder tugged them away from her body, drinking in the sight of her exposed skin. He fell upon her stomach, kissing every inch of her, probing with his tongue into her belly button. He ran his teeth along her hip bones, nipping gently. Almost regretfully, he pulled his hands away from her breasts and down her sides.

He slipped a finger under the hem of her panties, stroking her outer lips agonizingly slow. He pulled the scrap of fabric down, letting it play against her thighs. She moaned deep in her throat as he touched his tongue to her throbbing clit, thrusting her hips up in search of relief. He put his hands on her hips and swirled his tongue delicately as her legs twitched.

Still tonguing her clit, he rubbed a finger over her wetness and slid it inside her. He sighed as her muscles contracted around his finger, his erection pressing tightly against his jeans. "God, Angel, you're so tight."

Angel barely heard him. As his thumb began tracing circles on her aching clit, she gave herself up to the pleasure. Her moans grew louder as he slipped another finger inside her, pulsing them in and out in time with the motions of his thumb. He let her dance on the edge for a while, enjoying the delightful shudders that ran down her spine.

"Please, Ryder," she begged, her voice husky with desire. "Oh, God, please."

"Hmm," he said, pulling his fingers out and licking them. He closed his eyes. "You taste marvelous, love."

Angel made a sound halfway between a whine and a growl. "Fuck me," she hissed.

Ryder looked up in shock, meeting Angel's eyes. She looked as surprised as he did, but she didn't take it back. She pulled him up, pressing her mouth to his with feral need. Her hands gripped in his hair as she tasted herself on his lips.

"Fuck me," she said. "Take me and make me yours."

Ryder felt a sharp pain in his chest.

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