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he had done to her. As she lifted her face to him, brushing her lips over his in the gentlest of kisses, she trailed her hand along the line of his hip, feeling the solid muscle beneath the skin. Almost casually, she let her hand drift down to where the solid length of his cock impressed itself on her. She wrapped her fingers around it and stroked it slowly up and down, reveling in the steel hardness of it beneath the soft skin.
    His groan rumbled up from his chest, a deep, masculine sound that vibrated through her body. She kissed a path down to his navel, pausing to swirl her tongue in the furled flesh before reaching the thick nest of curls surrounding his cock. She tugged on the wiry hair with her teeth before turning her attention to the velvety head of his shaft. It was dark, plum-colored, and a tiny bead of fluid sat temptingly at the slit. With a slow sweep of her tongue, she licked away its salty goodness and then took him in her mouth.
    “Oh, Jesus.” Buck threaded one hand through her hair and wound it around his fingers, holding her head in place. “Your mouth. It’s so hot and sweet.”
    The more deeply she took him into her throat, the more intense his sounds of pleasure, the more her own body responded. She squeezed her thighs together, feeling the sticky wetness of her own arousal. The pulse deep inside her pussy grew in power until she felt it in every part of her body.
    Spurred on by his uninhibited response, she stroked faster, took him deeper, until with a growl, he jerked her head away from his body and tumbled her to her back.
    She caught her breath and stared at him. “What is it? What’s wrong? I thought you liked it.” She gave a nervous little laugh. “I know I did.”
    “I liked it too damn much. The first time I come with you, I want to be as deep inside your body as I can get. We’ll have more time for other things. Don’t you worry, sugar. That’s a treat I don’t intend to miss.”
    He reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom. She watched him rip the foil with his teeth, spit it away, then roll the sheath expertly on one-handed. For a moment, she let herself wonder how many times he’d done this to be so skilled at it. Then she brushed the thought away. He was no kid. Of course he’d had his share of sex. And none of that really mattered. What was important was the here and now. Which she had to admit to herself was better than anything else in her life since she’d first discovered the difference between boys and girls.
    Positioning himself between her thighs, he pressed her knees back, exposing her to him completely. He stared at her, hunger burning in his dark, dark eyes.
    “So beautiful,” he whispered. “Such a gorgeous shade of pink. And so wet.” He lifted his eyes to hers, and Amy was sure he could see all the way into her soul. “Wet for me, sugar. And ready for me.”
    He positioned the head of his cock at her opening and filled her with one long, slow thrust. Amy sucked in her breath as her muscles stretched to accommodate his size. She shifted her legs to wind them around his waist, digging her heels into the small of his back. He held himself there for a very long moment before beginning a smooth ride. In and out he pistoned, his width dragging against her inner flesh in a way that set fire to every nerve in her body.
    Faster , she wanted to shout. More! Harder!
    But when she looked at his face, she saw how tightly his jaw was clenched, how rigid his facial muscles. He was fighting for control to make this last as long as possible for her. She gave herself over to the sensation, meeting him thrust for thrust, using her legs to keep him deep inside her.
    Soon there was nothing but their two bodies, locked together in a dance as endless as time. Buck lowered his head to close his mouth around one nipple. Shards of electricity arrowed straight to her cunt and drove her higher and harder as she strained for the top of that sensual mountain.
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