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hands. Feeling her breasts pressing against his chest was so tempting. He could put her up on that counter and suck on those nipples while he fucked her.
    Lifting her into his arms, he took two large steps to the island. He had to kiss her. His tongue thrust deep in a deliberate claim that she answered. As they kissed, he lowered her to her feet in front of the island. She met each stroke ravenously, returning the heat and hunger that he felt.
    Her hips undulated against him as she sought to find her pleasure. The brush of her stomach against his cock drove him to the limit. He tore his mouth away from hers. Spinning her around, he pressed her upper body over the counter. Her hands braced on the smooth top.
    He knew she was about to push up and turn to face him. His Leigh was nothing if not persistent. He pressed her back down with one hand as he worked at his pants with the other. That move wouldn’t work long before she decided to slip out from beneath his hand, so he hurriedly pushed them and his underwear down his legs. Once gravity took hold, he stepped free and pressed against her rounded buttocks.
    She moaned. “Jericho. Come on. You said you’d fuck me hard. Don’t leave me wanting tonight.”
    “Not a chance. I’m not going to torture either of us. Are you ready?”
    “I’m waiting.” She looked over her shoulder. Her voice sounded strained and the brush of her body against his clearly showed what she needed.
    In spite of his need to drive into her, he gently gripped her hip with one hand. He wouldn’t hurt her, but simply thrust. He drew the fingers of his free hand over the lips of her pussy. Slick juices coated his fingertips. He pressed between and found her entrance wet and ready.
    Knowing this was going to be fast and wild, he circled his fingers on her clit and left them there. He needed to make sure she found her pleasure too. Easing closer took all of his concentration. He only wanted to feel her hot pussy clenching his dick as he plunged deep. He nudged inside her.
    “Damn it, Jericho. Fuck me.” She pushed back, taking more of his cock.
    That was all the encouragement he needed. He drove forward. Her hands gripped the edge of the counter, but she rocked back to meet him. He kept her upper body pressed onto the counter as he thrust against her. He tried to hold back his own release, determined to feel her orgasm rippling over his cock first. The ragged sighs and moans drifting from her urged him on almost as much as the clench of her sheath around his shaft. Her inner muscles tightened around him as she found her pleasure on a muffled scream. His hips lunged forward and heat seared up his spine. A shudder ripped over his body and he groaned at the pleasure slamming into him.
    His hands stroked over her back. He didn’t want to stop touching her, but he’d take her somewhere more comfortable before they both heated up for the next round.

Chapter Seven
     
    Charleigh opened her eyes groggily as she felt the mattress dip. Jericho pulled the sheet over her upper body before stepping away from the bed. She wondered at that until an annoying tone sounded. The holo-com. It could have been sounding for a while. She honestly doubted she’d have noticed it at all if she hadn’t felt Jericho leaving the bed. He’d exhausted her last night and she thought she’d done the same to him.
    She watched through her lashes as the image flickered and then displayed Rio. The resemblance between them was clear, but Rio had a harder edge to him. He was also a little taller and broader than his brother. She noticed the intensity in his eyes. Even before he spoke, she knew something was wrong. A burst of anxiety wiped out the last traces of sleep.
    “You need to move, Jericho. Get her out now,” Rio said. His voice sounded tight. She didn’t know if he was angry or simply worried. “Nate’s on his way up your way, but Sorensen slipped his tail sometime last night and I don’t know when exactly he