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me.
    “I’m not worth it, baby.” He slams his fist against the door, his mouth inches from mine.
    “You’re wrong.”
    His hands slide down the door to my hips, slipping underneath my sweater. “You don’t know what you’re saying.” He pushes me up against the door.
    Before I can respond, his lips crush mine, kissing me deeply and urgently. His hands slip down from my hips and cup my ass as he lifts me up against him and carries me to the bed with his lips still on mine. A low groan escapes his mouth as he lowers me to my feet, and the small towel he’s wearing drops to the ground, but he swings me around with my back towards him before I can see him.
    “One last chance to go, baby.” The sound of his low, husky voice makes my skin tingle with anticipation. This is it, the moment I have been having nightmares about since the first time I saw him, opening myself up for rejection and heartbreak.
    “I’m not going anywhere.”
    He pulls me back against him as his hands slip around to the front and undo my pants, pushing his fingers inside against my skin, sliding them all the way to the floor where I step out of them.
    My breath hitches as his fingers trace over the soaked triangle of my crotch, then torturously slow back up my sides to my shoulders, slipping the straps of my lacy bra off one by one, kissing my shoulders and unclipping the latch in front. I feel his breath on my neck as my boobs spring free from the lace constraints.
    Little sparks of electricity shoot through my wetness as one hand closes over the swell of my breast pressing my nipple between his fingers. He brushes my hair over my shoulder followed by his warm moist lips trailing from my neck all the way down my spine, over the horrible scars as if they do not exist.
    He takes his time as his fingertips caress my back while kissing every inch of my nightmares away. I shudder every time I feel his lips on me. Then he turns me around and slowly guides me onto the bed, hovering over me.
    “Every part of you,” he whispers in a husky growl, “I want, every part of you.” His eyes burn into my body as his hands trail my hips and between my legs. His fingers press through the lace into my moist, swollen entrance.
    He moves back up, taking one nipple in his mouth, flicking it with his tongue then the other, sucking and nibbling softly then downwards between my legs where the familiar ache pulses through me like a heartbeat.
    “I need this off.”
    I lift my hips and he slowly pulls off my panties, his eyes on me. My legs are quivering as he drops the panties next to the bed and puts his hands on my knees, gently opening me up.

Chapter 16
    ~Josh~
    The smell of her sex is driving me fucking wild. She lies back with her knees up over my shoulders giving me direct access to her glistening pussy. My arms reach under her legs with my hands on her full breasts, pulling and rolling her pink nipples between my fingers as I suck her clit. She comes quickly, digging her nails into my arms as I milk her sweet essence from her, lapping it up with my tongue.
    I sit back and grab the condom from the bedside table, ripping it open with my teeth then rolling it onto my pulsing cock dripping with cum. I need to put on the brakes; otherwise this is going to be over in no time.
    “Baby girl, if I don’t get inside you right now I’m going to fucking explode.”
    She looks at me, eyes hazy with puckered brows. I lean in between her legs letting my lips trail up from her stomach, between her breasts to that pretty pink pout I picture around my cock.
    Her fingers fist in my hair as our tongues dance, ravishing each other. I pull back just enough to position my cock at her entrance, ready to fill her up. Her mouth falls open as I slide the sensitive tip over her moist entrance. Sweet Jesus, she’s so fucking beautiful, all sexed up and glowing. Her hands fist the sheets as the tip slips in between her pussy lips and presses into her. Two inches deep and she clenches