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her hand and led her back to the bed. He crawled in and tugged her close to him. Still smiling sweetly, she got in and lay beside him.
    Most of the time, he fled the woman’s apartment or kicked her out of his home as soon as she could get dressed. Not so with Aerial. Reluctant to leave, he rolled her into him, spooning against her still warm and trembling body. He kissed the back of her head.
    Nuzzling her ear, he said, “You have been sufficiently handled.”
    “You think so?” Aerial said dreamily. She stroked his hand as it rested on her hip.
    He frowned, but she couldn’t see it. The woman had two orgasms. Surely he’d demonstrated some prowess in the lovemaking department.
    “Absolutely.” But he realized after he said it, he’d missed the tone in her voice. “Aerial…”
    She rolled out of his arms and turned to face him. Laughing she sprang on him, pinning him beneath her again. This time there weren’t any clothes between them. She lifted her hips, straddling him. Smiling at the astonishment on his face, Aerial kissed the corner of his mouth.
    “You got more for me?” Her dark eyes were smoky in longing. She reached down and stroked his now flaccid member. “’Cause, a big girl like me is still hungry.”
    Shit. He came alive in her moist palm. Hardening as she stroked him. Brice moaned. Could she be for real? She wanted another session of him. Never had a woman desired him like this. Most of them saw his scars and either became too grossed out to continue or had six billion questions that killed the mood.
    But never did they ask for seconds.
    Once they got theirs, they wanted him gone.
    Not Aerial; she got up and dug around in his pants’ pocket. “Condom.”
    “I-I don’t have another one.”
    “Seriously?” Aerial shook her head.
    “I didn’t plan on a marathon sex session,” he said, arms wide in exasperation.
    Aerial fixed him with a look. “From here on, plan on it.”
    She disappeared into the bathroom and came out a few seconds later. In her open palm, a condom package. He took it, and tried not to look a gift horse in the mouth. He didn’t want to think about why she had condoms in her apartment. Instead, he thanked her and placed it on. She pushed him playfully back onto the bed and climbed on him, straddling him once more. Aerial undid her hair and fluffed it out with her fingers. A halo of soft, dark brown hair, streaked with purple highlights, her hair made her look dangerously sexier—naughtier perhaps.
    “Ready?” she asked and quirked and eyebrow.
    “You know it.”
    Laughing, she took his rigid and hard cock in her hands, steadied it and lowered herself onto him, moaning as she did so, Aerial began to squeeze and pounded onto him. Slowly, deliciously and agonizingly so, she rotated her full and thick hips, making him gasp at the pleasure. He gripped her hips; holding on to handfuls of her in an effort to plunge deeper into her—he simply couldn’t get enough. 
    “Oh no, no you don’t,” Aerial breathed above him. Sweat dotted her forehead and her lower lip had been caught between her teeth. She released it before she continued, “This is my show.”
    Her dark skin glistened with her efforts, shiny and slick. He reached up and ran his palms over her pebbled peaks, feeling their diamond-hard points across his hands. Voluptuous and vibrant, they spilled out of his hands as she glided on his rigid rod. Greedily, he pinched them, loving how she wiggled at his teasing. So wet, he could feel her scorching heat through the thin condom. Goodness, she was so ready for him. Sultry and sassy, Aerial made him crazy with want, drunk with desire and pant for more of her pleasure. Now that he’d taken a drink of her, tasted her, he didn’t think he could go back to the parched barren landscape of his life.
    Taking hold of his shoulders, Aerial braced herself and increased her speed. She meant to drive him mad!
    “Aerial!” he croaked, but he figured she didn’t hear him,