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shoved deeper. When he scraped his fingertips down the backs of her thighs, then up again, she wriggled and eased him deeper inside.
    “Kiss that mattress, baby.”
    “Make me.”
    He laughed, then leaned over her, thrust his hand into her hair, cupping the back of her head, and forced her down.
    Her ass was high, her face was pressed against the bed, and he was still fingering her from behind.
    Lonny let go of her hair. A slap landed against her backside. He rubbed the ache, slapped her again and soothed her warming skin. “I’m gonna buy something special, a flogger. It’s like a little whip, and I’m gonna lay stripes on your ass. I think you’ll like it.”
    Not knowing how to respond, because the images in her mind were so wicked she was sure she’d go to hell, she remained silent, enduring the sexy swirls of his finger and cock.
    His hips moved side to side, and he tunneled deeper and deeper. “’Nough play, I think.”
    Her hands bunched into the bedding and gripped it tight.
    He pulled his finger pulled free. Then both hands gripped her buttocks, holding them apart while he pushed and pulled his cock, rocking forward then back, building heat with the friction.
    Her pussy clenched and opened, small, convulsive swallows she couldn’t control. Ripples teased up and down her channel, and she wriggled again, enjoying his quickening thrusts and the way his hard lower belly beat against her ass.
    The sounds they made were lush, raw—so wet and nasty she moaned and rolled her face on the mattress. He was working her sex, fucking her so deliciously, she knew she was going to come again, and that the release he’d given her before wouldn’t soften the explosion even a little bit.
    “Christ, baby, I love the way you feel. Your pussy mouth is eating me up.”
    She gave a choked laugh, way past being shocked by anything he’d say now.
    When he bent and his hands landed on the mattress on either side of her, she knew he was ready to let go.
    His thrusts grew stronger, slapping her cunt. “Yeah, I’m spankin’ it now. Next time, I’ll open you up and lay my palm there and tap that sweet cunt.”
    His words inflamed her, were nastier than any she could think of herself, and she liked it. So much so she mewled and writhed beneath him. “Fuck me, Lonny. Jesus, give it to me hard.”
    Lonny pistoned faster, no longer slapping against her, but pounding, and she began to howl, because the tension inside her was so tight and fierce she was ready to rocket toward the sky.
    His hands wrapped around hers bunched in the sheets, and he kissed her shoulder, her neck, and continued thrusting furiously behind her.
    Charli inched her knees wider apart, tilted her ass up and rejoiced when his balls bounced against her clit, adding another sensation, one too many, because she stiffened and screamed between her clenched teeth.
    “That’s it. That’s it. Oh fuck, fuck, fuuuuck .” Lonny crashed against her ass, pushing as deep as she could take him. Scalding spurts filled her channel. Once again they’d forgotten something, but not really. This time she’d been happy, needful of pure connection. To hell with the consequences.
    He fell against her back and wrapped his arms beneath her, hugging her against his body as he continued to shudder and shoot inside her. “Fucking best ever,” he breathed into her ear.
    She grinned, too tired to reply. He’d been mind-blowing, completely different from anything she’d known before, and she was grateful she didn’t have to compare.
    Still hugging her close, he brought them both down to the bed, where they rested on their sides, spooned together. With his hands soothing over her skin, he kissed her ear. “There’s no way in hell you can tell me there’s not something happening here.”
    She cuddled closer, letting him fold her against him. “I won’t lie. I’m a little scared, but now I’m more worried we won’t do this again.”
    His sharp grunt jerked against her. “One