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his pants open, even with her hands pulling at him and her mouth eating at his. His fingers caught the crotch of her panties and tugged them apart.
She groaned at the sound of the tearing material, but didn’t complain.
When he guided his cock to her opening, she moaned sweetly against his mouth. Then
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Christiana’s hands gripped his ass and pulled him forward, forcing him inside her. She was tight.
Sheathed in warm, wet skin, he could think of nothing he wanted more.
Her mouth caught his again, and her stockinged legs wrapped around his hips.
Blane drove himself inside her, deeper and deeper, until he was sure she was in pain.
But she only pulled him tighter to her. Every instinct inside him cried to release her before he damaged her body, but his will wasn’t strong enough to resist her pleading hands.
She let out a loud cry, pulling him to his senses. He pulled back slowly.
Christiana broke the kiss and pulled his neck to her mouth. “That’s it,” she whispered, using her leg to drive him deeper.
He slid in and out of her, cautious of her limits. It was a struggle to stay in his own mind, not to let that instinct take over, but then her hips rotated against him. Blane lost his careful rhythm.
He pounded her body furiously, pulling louder moans from her. She didn’t complain or even appear to be in pain, only shoved him into her faster.
The orgasm was a surprise explosion that had the headboard banging against the wall.
The bed shifted, cracked, and dropped a little, but Blane continued, thrust forward into as Christiana went over the edge. The exquisite friction brought him again. Or was it one long orgasm? He didn’t know for sure. Only that she’d squeezed every last drop from him before he collapsed on top of her.
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Chapter Seven
Blane stared down at Christiana, who was smiling beneath him. She disappeared once to plant a kiss on the spot where she’d marked him at the gym, then came back and kissed him on the mouth.
“Um.” Blane kissed her once more. “I thought that we weren’t doing that.”
“You started it.”
He couldn’t tell if she was kidding or if she was truly blaming him. “Is this going to be a problem?”
“I’m a big girl, Blane.” She shifted beneath him. “I can handle it.”
He took the hint, pulled out, and rolled over beside her. He glanced around up at a ceiling that was higher than he’d remembered. “I think we broke the bed.”
Christiana laughed. “I know we did.”
Her laugh faded into another awkward silence that left him lying there beside her. This was ridiculous. She was going to pretend as if nothing happened, just as he’d done to so many humans. He smirked. It was exactly what he deserved, wasn’t it?
Still, he couldn’t stop himself from asking her anyway. “Is this going to be weird now?”
“No more than before.” She rolled onto her side. “It’s simple. You annoy me, but I really like you. We can’t be together because…you’re not ready for something like that.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“You don’t want a real relationship.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Okay.” She patted his chest. “Don’t get upset. I’m just saying that our lives are very
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different. This can’t work between us.”
It didn’t take a genius to know what she meant. He wasn’t good enough for her.
“Why are you so upset?”
Blane groaned. “Stop reading my mind.”
“I can only read your emotions.”
“Well, stop!”
“Okay. Sorry I asked.” Christiana put a hand over her face and rolled away from him.
Her voice was crestfallen. “Go back to your room, Blane. We’ll just pretend this never happened.”
“Fine.” Blane jerked his pants into place and zipped them on the way to the balcony.
“It’ll be exactly like it was before, Princess.”
He heard her sigh just as he leapt over the balcony railing. Then he heard a loud sniff before he made it into his room.
Shit . He’d made her cry.
He
She groaned at the sound of the tearing material, but didn’t complain.
When he guided his cock to her opening, she moaned sweetly against his mouth. Then
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Christiana’s hands gripped his ass and pulled him forward, forcing him inside her. She was tight.
Sheathed in warm, wet skin, he could think of nothing he wanted more.
Her mouth caught his again, and her stockinged legs wrapped around his hips.
Blane drove himself inside her, deeper and deeper, until he was sure she was in pain.
But she only pulled him tighter to her. Every instinct inside him cried to release her before he damaged her body, but his will wasn’t strong enough to resist her pleading hands.
She let out a loud cry, pulling him to his senses. He pulled back slowly.
Christiana broke the kiss and pulled his neck to her mouth. “That’s it,” she whispered, using her leg to drive him deeper.
He slid in and out of her, cautious of her limits. It was a struggle to stay in his own mind, not to let that instinct take over, but then her hips rotated against him. Blane lost his careful rhythm.
He pounded her body furiously, pulling louder moans from her. She didn’t complain or even appear to be in pain, only shoved him into her faster.
The orgasm was a surprise explosion that had the headboard banging against the wall.
The bed shifted, cracked, and dropped a little, but Blane continued, thrust forward into as Christiana went over the edge. The exquisite friction brought him again. Or was it one long orgasm? He didn’t know for sure. Only that she’d squeezed every last drop from him before he collapsed on top of her.
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Chapter Seven
Blane stared down at Christiana, who was smiling beneath him. She disappeared once to plant a kiss on the spot where she’d marked him at the gym, then came back and kissed him on the mouth.
“Um.” Blane kissed her once more. “I thought that we weren’t doing that.”
“You started it.”
He couldn’t tell if she was kidding or if she was truly blaming him. “Is this going to be a problem?”
“I’m a big girl, Blane.” She shifted beneath him. “I can handle it.”
He took the hint, pulled out, and rolled over beside her. He glanced around up at a ceiling that was higher than he’d remembered. “I think we broke the bed.”
Christiana laughed. “I know we did.”
Her laugh faded into another awkward silence that left him lying there beside her. This was ridiculous. She was going to pretend as if nothing happened, just as he’d done to so many humans. He smirked. It was exactly what he deserved, wasn’t it?
Still, he couldn’t stop himself from asking her anyway. “Is this going to be weird now?”
“No more than before.” She rolled onto her side. “It’s simple. You annoy me, but I really like you. We can’t be together because…you’re not ready for something like that.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“You don’t want a real relationship.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Okay.” She patted his chest. “Don’t get upset. I’m just saying that our lives are very
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different. This can’t work between us.”
It didn’t take a genius to know what she meant. He wasn’t good enough for her.
“Why are you so upset?”
Blane groaned. “Stop reading my mind.”
“I can only read your emotions.”
“Well, stop!”
“Okay. Sorry I asked.” Christiana put a hand over her face and rolled away from him.
Her voice was crestfallen. “Go back to your room, Blane. We’ll just pretend this never happened.”
“Fine.” Blane jerked his pants into place and zipped them on the way to the balcony.
“It’ll be exactly like it was before, Princess.”
He heard her sigh just as he leapt over the balcony railing. Then he heard a loud sniff before he made it into his room.
Shit . He’d made her cry.
He
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