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his belt, and unbuttoned his slacks. Easing down the zipper, she looked at Brice. He folded his arms behind his head, enjoying watching her undress him. With her shoes still on, she technically was still dressed—just not as much as him. When she climbed off the bed, he lifted his butt and slid his boxer-briefs and slacks together down to his ankles. When she grabbed the pants’ legs and pulled, he ended up wearing only his navy socks. He removed the rest of his shirt and sat up. Nude down to his ankles, Brice relaxed.
    Aerial kicked off her shoes and let him look at her nudeness.
    “You’re one sexy ass woman,” he said, stroking his cock. He picked up a condom package from the bed, where it had fallen out of his pocket, and unwrapped it. Outside he had warred with himself, but now inside her tiny apartment, he realized he had to have her. All of her. He didn’t think about tomorrow or the day after. All he cared about right now lay beautiful, sexy curves and thick sensuality, right in front of him.
    Sliding the condom over his erect cock, Brice crooked a finger at her. “Come here.”
    Aerial folded her arms. “And if I don’t?”
    “I’m going to smack that luscious ass of yours.”
    “That so?”
    He didn’t even answer with words, but shot off the bed so damn fast, Aerial shrieked. It turned into a giggle, like before.
    “Damn, you move faster than a cheetah!” She laughed.
    Before she knew it, he had wrapped his arms around her. Behind her, her back was to his front, he chuckled. “When are you going to stop baiting me, Aerial?”
    “When you stop trying to keep me away, Brice.”
    “Touché,” he whispered.
    He slapped her ass and she hissed in pleasure. “Brice!”
    “Open yourself for me, Aerial.”
    Brice had told himself he didn’t need anyone or anything, but he’d been wrong. Very wrong. Ariel’s ample bottom, so round and full, awaited another smack from him. He gave her another before burying himself inside her. She stole his breath and he fought not to end it right then. For so long, he’d avoided the pain he found at the edge of every woman’s smile. Now, Aerial offered him bliss. She freely gave of herself and she did not ask for much in return—only that he be open with her.
    Her soft rear pressed against his groin as he slid in and out of her hot body. Her moans echoed around him, teasing him further. Stroking her clit in time to his thrusts, Brice’s own groin tightened. Her inner canal hugged him too tightly—almost too snug. She felt like heaven and he groaned in ecstasy. Aerial’s hand wrapped around his wrist, and she met his thrusts in honest cadence. With a glance over her shoulder, she said, “More.”
    He grinned at her ferocious appetite and increased his thrusts…harder, deeper he plunged into her deliciousness. She pushed back with the same amount of carnal hunger as his own. He couldn’t believe she handled him so skillfully, he had to try to slow her down. With his hands locked on her hips, he plowed into her, just like she wanted. She yelled as another orgasm roared through her, making her pussy clamp down on his cock.
    He’d meant to make love to her all night, until she couldn’t move any more. But he couldn’t stem the rise of his own orgasm. It had been so long and Aerial felt so right, he couldn’t hold back any longer. The pleasure plowed into him, and he reached his pinnacle with fire burning through him. He roared out her name and held her tightly to him, keeping her pinned to him, his hips pumping relentlessly into her core.
    Here he belonged. Here was safety. Peace.
    They collapsed to the bed. After their bodies began to cool from the hot flush, he got up and entered her bathroom. He discarded the condom and washed himself with soap and water. Aerial appeared at the door and came in. Using a washcloth, she washed herself. He enjoyed the natural comfortableness that came with them. Both of them, maneuvered around the tiny space wordlessly. He took