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furrowed. “Well, how am I supposed to know? That’s the first time you’ve called me that.”
    One corner of his mouth quirked up. “I prefer ‘mistress’. Can’t think of a woman I’d rather follow around. Whatever you want of me, I’ll give it. I’m at your command.”
    Fari trailed her fingers downward, scratching down his back. His breaths quickened. Her heart pounded so hard he could feel against his skin.
    “I was never so scared,” she whispered, “as when that bastard had you pinned and I saw a knife in his hand.”
    “Baby, I was ready to strangle you myself when you didn’t jump the moment you had that damn belt. My heart stopped. If anything had happened to you…” He shook his head, then kissed her hard.
    Fari’s kiss was every bit as fierce.
    When they both came up for air, the time for talk had passed. He reached down and placed the tip of his cock at her entrance, then met her glance again. He wrapped his arms beneath her, embracing her, then thrust upward, sliding deep.
    They both groaned loudly then chuckled.
    “It’s never felt like this,” she whispered.
    He pulled away then stroked her again. “Hold that thought, darlin’.”
    They moved together and apart. And he couldn’t have formed the words to save his life, not right then, but her moist heat felt like heaven clenching tightly around him. “Not gonna last long.”
    “Don’t worry about.” She nipped his shoulder. “I’m right there. Promise.”
    However, he wasn’t ready to concede. He pulled away, forcing her legs down, then flipped her beneath him. When she was on her knees, he bent close to blanket her back and pressed kisses against her shoulders and neck. “I could get used to this.”
    “Hope you never do,” she gasped as he centered himself again and thrust home. Her back sank. Her arms trembled, but she pushed backward, meeting his thrusts again and again.
    Striving for control over his own quickly spiraling arousal, Caleb leaned away and cupped her buttocks, caressing the soft mounds, then he gave each a light slap.
    She yelped and glanced over her shoulder, her flinty gaze issuing a challenge he was only too happy to accept.
    “Ready to ride, cowboy?”
    He grinned and circled his hips, loving the way she bit her lip and closed her eyes. “Liked that, did you?”
    “Do it again,” she said, turning to stare straight ahead.
    With her channel rippling up and down his shaft, Caleb gave her another swirling caress then paused to gather his strength.
    Her pussy tightened around him. She pushed her bottom against him, urging him silently to move. “Caleb!” she moaned.
    He liked the way that sounded. Liked that hint of a feminine whine and her soft pants.
    Her slender back quivered. Her bottom jutted again. A light sheen of sweat glaze her bronze skin. It was a view straight out of his wildest fantasies.
    Caleb cupped her buttocks again and molded them in his hands, then hammered against her soft bottom, his cock sliding through hot, wet silk.
    Her moans came faster, interspersed with choked mutters. “Faster, dammit. Oh please, please.”
    He slid a hand around her hip, his fingertips sliding downward into the top of her folds. He toggled her clitoris, satisfied at finding it hard and distended and pumped his hips harder.
    “Yes!” Fari shouted, her back arching and her head flung back.
    Pleasure washed over him in warm lapping waves, and he gave his own muffled shout. His strokes slowed, but he didn’t want to give up the sensations bombarding him.
    When her arms collapsed and she tumbled to the bed, he followed her down. He wrapped his arms around her and turned them both to their sides.
    Spooned together, he caressed her belly and breasts, enjoying the way she snuggled deeper against him as though she too wanted to keep their bodies connected.
    Caleb kissed her cheek. “I’m crazy about you, Fari.”
    “Feeling’s mutual, cowboy.” Her head turned, and they shared a slow, sexy kiss.
    Eventually,