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rounded and strong,
and when they locked around my hips, my self-discipline almost
snapped in two.
    “Are you going to
make me beg?” she asked, clutching my wrists.
    “Of course,” I
said. “Now, tell me you want it.”
    “But you already know
–”
    I shook my head. “If
you want me to fuck you, tell me.”
    She bit her lower lip
as a hot pink flush spread down to her nipples. Shameless as she’d
seemed in the kitchen, underneath it all was a sweet, shy girl.
Shameless and shy – I couldn’t think of a more explosively
arousing combination.
    “I want your cock so
much,” she whispered. “Please let me have it.”
    I drove into her,
giving her all of me in one smooth, fast stroke. “Like that?”
    Fingernails dragging
across my forearms, she cried out in ecstasy. I’d made a lot of
women scream, but none had the soft, sexy, broken quality of Jane’s
moans. Something about them tore at my heart, the very last place I
usually felt anything at all.
    Slow
down, Drex. She won’t be in your life for long.
    I pulled out and
entered her again, a long, patient stroke so good I had to grit my
teeth. “Or like this?”
    “I love it both
ways,” she said.
    “Choose,” I said.
    “Okay, then, slowly,”
she said. “For a minute.”
    I leaned over her,
lowering myself until I felt the searing heat of her bare skin
against my chest. At the first brush of contact her nipples tightened
like little pink jewels. I had to taste them.
    Her breasts were soft
and round against my lips. Her nipples tasted like she did – warm,
sweet, womanly. She gasped when I bit them softly.
    “You’re very
sensitive, aren’t you?” I said. “Every stunning inch of you.”
    She swiveled her hips
against me, silently urging me to thrust into her. “You said you
wanted it slow,” I said, weaving my hand through her luscious hair.
    She pulled in a sharp
breath as I made a fist and pulled. Her neck arched in response. “Now
I want it fast,” she said.
    I could do fast, as
fast as she wanted. What I couldn’t do with a woman this amazing
and responsive was last.
    She was too fucking
hot, and it had been too long since anything had felt this damn good.
Somehow, I’d have to stay in control.
    “Hold on tight,” I
said, and stroked into her. Our gazes locked as I pistoned in and
out, giving her every inch and hitting her hard. Those
blue eyes. If anything was going to make me explode, it
was the way she was looking at me. Dark, totally focused, totally
intense. Gorgeous beyond anything I’d ever seen.
    “I love your cock,”
she said. “It feels incredible.”
    “In that case, you
need to come for me,” I said.
    “This is enough,”
she said, sweat glistening on her neck. “I don’t want anything
else.”
    “Shush. No argument.”
    Her clit was like a
slick little pearl under my fingertips. As soon as I touched it she
quivered and moaned, a sign that I had her just where I wanted her.
    “You sure you don’t
want anything else?” I said, rubbing softly. “Or is this changing
your mind?”
    She answered with a
little whimper.
    “So, you don’t want
me to stop?” I asked in a soothing voice.
    Her cheeks were dark
pink, her skin glistening. “Never,” she whispered.
    I stroked in and out of
her, teasing her clit as I did, building the rhythm until she was
panting in short breaths. With my free hand, I reached for her chin
and made her look at me.
    “That’s right,” I
said. “Look at the man who’s about to blow your world apart.”
    She blinked slowly, her
eyes fiery and unafraid. As my strokes got faster, her lips parted.
She bit the lower one, moaned, and clenched my cock for all she was
worth.
    “Come,” I demanded.
    She shook her head
once. “It’s too soon,” she whispered.
    “It isn’t too soon.
Come for me. Now.”
    “But –”
    Our eyes connected like
a magnet and steel. Her clit was swollen and slippery, the sweetest
bud of flesh I’d ever touched.
    “Come,” I said. “I
want to feel it all