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pleasure, her body completely relaxed and sated, but still spasming .
It took a while for her to come back down to earth, and on her descent she felt
Allan slamming into her with more urgency. His arms around her were so tight
she thought he would break her ribs, but she didn’t care, she was too happy for
it to matter.
    As a way to say thank you, she clenched around him and
Allan sucked in a strangled breath, his thrusts becoming shorter and more
violent.
    “I need to…”
    Riana felt him pulling out of her and she dropped her
feet to his ass, digging her heels in and pushing him back in. “I want it all,
Allan.”
    He groaned and shuddered. His muscles were so tight
she though they would burst out through his skin. He took two long hard thrusts
that pushed her up, her head touching the headboard and on his third he
expelled inside her with a shout.
    She felt him jerk inside her repeatedly and felt
warmth as his seed filled her womb. A thrill tingled from her heart straight to
her core and she came again.
    He dropped his full weight on top of her, weak, spent,
and heaving for breath. He was heavy but she didn’t care. She stroked his wet
hair, running her hands over his perspiring body and kissed his temple. She was
happy, and she finally knew what making love was supposed to feel like.

 
 
 
    Chapter Four

 
    Allan stared at her from across the table as she ate
greedily. They had worked up an appetite, but his stomach hunger was nothing
compared to the other hunger coursing through him. After three hours of the
best sex he’d ever had—though each one short with very little exploring—he was
still semi-erect. They’d had fast, frantic sex six times until his dick got too
weak to stand fully and she was sore. Her thighs were already red and bruising.
She was so sore he had to carry her out of the room to have their warmed
dinner. Gina was nice enough to heat it up when he called.
    Allan stared at Riana, sitting across from him with
nothing on but his pale blue shirt. She looked completely ravished and happy to
be in that state. She was even humming and rocking to the tune in her head as
she ate.
    She was beautiful, with her hair in complete disarray,
her lips puffy red, the sleeves of his Armani shirt rolled up to her elbows and
hot damn, the front buttons open right to below her breasts. Each time she
moved her arms, the shirt parted, exposing the swells of her breasts and the
narrow valley between.
    He felt his shaft become fully erect and he had to
shift to make room in his pants. It was a good thing he didn’t have his briefs
on. Just thinking about being inside her made him so tight he was sure his
balls were turning blue.
      She was so
tight that for a moment he thought she was a virgin, but when he entered her
fully he’d met no resistance except for her walls that squeezed around him. It
was probably the only reason why he’d recovered so fast to take her again and
again until he saw her bruising thighs.
    His shaft bulged again, heavy with lust and he held
back a groan at the memory of her responsive cries. He had never come so hard
either, each time stronger than the one before. She’d wrapped herself around
him inside and out.
      One thing
bugged him though. “Why did you want me to come inside you?”
    Riana stopped rocking and humming. Her hand, holding a
piece of chicken, froze at her partially parted mouth. She slowly lowered the
piece of chicken to her plate. Her body slouched and she folded her hands on
her lap.
    “I can’t get pregnant Allan. I told you I’m on birth
control. You have nothing to worry about.”
    When her head dipped low he knew he’d hurt her by
doubting her. The girl didn’t have a malicious bone in her tiny body. But he
still needed to know.
    “That’s not what I asked.”
    She sighed with resignation. “Steve used to pull out
because he didn’t trust me not to trap him. I kept telling him I was safe but
he didn’t believe me.” She scoffed, her lips