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as he blew out thin stream of air. He reached for one of the packets, tore it with his teeth, and then quickly rolled a condom down his shaft. In a flash, he strode toward her, his expression taut, and lifted her into his arms. Then he took the extra steps toward her bed and crawled with her to the center of the mattress where he laid her flat. She settled and opened her legs, inviting him to come over her body.
    Sam swallowed hard, then set his knees between her spread legs. He held himself above her, bracing his weight on his hands as his gaze raked her body. “I wanted to go slow,” he said, his voice nearly a growl.
    She almost smiled at the thought that he’d been thinking about having sex with her. And he’d been determined to be considerate. “I’m fine with fast.”
    His mouth twitched then one side rose. “We have time to get this right.”
    She slid her hands tentatively over his chest, palms cupping the muscular swells. Beneath her fingers was warm skin over taut muscle, coiled strength within easy reach. “This is so right. So, now .”
    He gave a strained laugh then bent to kiss her. Slowly, he lowered to his elbows.
    Now his chest met hers; his cock rested against her mound. Her heart beat double-time. Ash lifted her knees to cup his sides, relishing the heat he gave off. “Never took you for a slowpoke.”
    Again, he laughed. “Don’t talk about pokes. Not now.” His mouth glided over her cheek, he nuzzled her ear and the column of her neck with his nose.
    Tingles ran along her skin. “Come inside me, Sam.”
    “Move your hands, baby. Put them on the pillow.”
    She slid them from between their bodies and let her lids lower as his chest hair scraped her nipples. Every place their bodies touched was aroused, awakening, as though from a long slumber. His hips shifted, his cock sliding between her folds, and she gasped and shivered again.
    He found her center and held, his gaze seeking hers. She widened her eyes, locked her gaze with his, then gave a long sigh as he glided fully inside.
    He was large. Every bit as endowed as Marc. His girth stretched her walls as he surged deep.
    “You’re so wet,” he said, dipping to slide his stubbled cheek against hers.
    “You make me that way.”
    Their bodies close, she moaned as he withdrew then returned, this time plunging deeper. Her skin was warming, sweat already aiding the glide of their skin as he pushed slow strokes inside her.
    Ash felt filled, fulfilled. The hollow inside her no longer ached with emptiness. Tears burned the backs of her eyes, and she turned her face to kiss his cheek, his jaw, then capture his mouth in a long, carnal kiss. When she pulled away, she bit his lip and tugged it. “Faster, Sam. Harder.”
    “Dammit, Ash,” he growled. But he complied, his hands moving down her sides, slipping beneath her to cup her bottom as he stroked faster and harder. “I swear I’m better than this.”
    “You get any better, and I’ll scream,” she said, groaning when he quickened his motions. She gripped the pillow with both hands and clung tight.
    “I won’t mind,” he said, then kissed her again, his mouth rubbing, teeth nipping at her lips in sexy bites.
    She caught his tongue and sucked it, and this time, he groaned.
    Pausing his movements, he came up on his knees and hooked hers with his arms. Their bodies separated except for the one place they remained joined.
    She dropped her gaze to watch his cock tunnel inside her, again and again. Such a sexy sight, she couldn’t help writhing her hips just a little. Couldn’t keep from cupping her own breasts and tweaking the tips, sparking tingles that shot straight to her core. She was close. Her pussy clasped him to hold him when he drove inside.
    His body was built for this. For the pleasure of her watching. For the power he delivered as he stroked. His thrusts shortened, quickening again, friction heated her from the inside out and she cried aloud. “I’m close. So close.” She bit