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from her. But it also cost him another thread of his control. He had to have her soon.
    He inhaled and let her musky scent infuse him. He licked the shell of her ear before moving to her lips. Her tongue met his stroke for stroke, her passionate response raising his own until he almost forgot it was a Scene.
    Forgot where he was.
    He positioned his hips, kept her tongue entangled and her mind distracted until he was poised and ready at her entrance. He yanked his mouth from hers and looked at her. Her lips were red, swollen and parted—waiting. Her chest heaved with deep, heavy breaths, her hands clenched tightly to the bar over her head.
    The site nearly sucked the breath out of him.
    At that moment he wanted to see her eyes. To fully see her expression as he entered her.
    Fuck .
    Not giving himself time to think or give in to the foreign feeling, he arched his back and thrust his hips, impaling his rock hard cock into her waiting flesh.
    The groans echoing in the room was equal parts his and hers. She felt even better than he had imagined. Her hot warmth encased him and he gritted his teeth to hold still, to let her absorb the feeling.
    To make her beg for more.
    Sweat beaded on his neck and trailed in rivers down his back from the struggle to withhold the instinct to move. She squirmed under him, hips flexing against his.
    Then finally, he got what he wanted.
    “Jake, please,” Cali gasped. “Fuck me.”
    Would he ever.
    * * *
    He felt like heaven. Damn . It was amazing to have a dick in her once again. Actual warm, heated flesh. Not a toy. Not a battery-operated anything.
    But a man.
    Yes . She rejoiced at that sensation alone. He was big, and she felt so incredibly, wonderfully full. Mentally, she almost came when he entered her. The realization that her seven-year dry spell was over was enough to make her convulse in release. But she didn’t want it to end so soon.
    No. She wanted this to last for as long as possible. He had no idea how truly important the night was for her. Monumental in so many ways, it felt like the very foundation of her life was being ripped open and redrawn.
    “Move, Jake,” she begged. “God, please, please move.”
    Her body was crawling with the need for more. That empty, undefined sensation that there was something much bigger and better just out of reach and she wanted it. Now.
    “Patience, Cali,” Jake gritted out. With a control that boarded on maddening, Jake slowly drew his cock out then pushed it back in.
    Her muscles rippled around his hardened flesh, sending waves of tingling awareness through her entire body.
    “More.” She wiggled under him, trying to feel more, get him to move more.
    He stopped. Damn it . “Who’s in control here?”
    He was, of course. She was ready to curse at him, the expletive poised on the tip of her tongue and prepared to exit. But she bit it back, retaining her control.
    He pulled out, exiting her body. No .
    “Fuck you,” she panted, unable to stop herself now. “You’re in control. Complete control, so just fuck me.” She wouldn’t cry, she swore to herself as she squeezed her eyes closed. The blindfold was suddenly a huge blessing. He didn’t need to see how his actions affected her.
    She would not be that vulnerable again for anyone.
    “Easy, Cali,” he breathed into her ear. “I’ll give you what you want.”
    Her heart raced, her emotions a riot of mixed information vacillating between what her mind said and her body felt.
    “Focus. Stop thinking and feel.” His mouth closed around a nipple, giving it a hard bite then teasing it until she cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain. “Have I let you down yet?”
    “No,” she consented.
    Immediately his cock reentered her, driving all the way in with one hard plunge.
    “Yes,” she cried out, aching for movement. But she stayed quiet when she longed to beg. Held in her frustration and felt her desire rise, the contained words just one more thing bursting to break free. The