Playing Doctor
him to her almost desperately. “It’s okay. I can’t get pregnant.”
    With very little blood left in his brain, and his erection straining at the gate, Gabe was having difficulty concentrating on anything but the warm, wet, begging-to-be-fucked woman under him, but the words can’t get pregnant registered. They had already ascertained that they were both safe…the thought of going in bare, flesh to flesh, to feel that hot, wet haven welcoming him…squeezing him…
    “Are you sure?”
    She reached her hand between them, closed her fingers around him and guided him to her, arched her hips up, and rubbed the head of his cock over her warm, wet entrance.
    “I don’t want a condom. I don’t want anything between us. I want to feel you, just you inside me.” She stroked his cock from base to tip. “Just this.”
    Gabe’s heart thudded in his chest, pounded in his ears. His cock pulsed. He couldn’t recall ever being so hard, or wanting a woman so badly.
    “Put me in.” He lifted her hips and watched her guide him in. She was tight, but she spread her legs wide, locked her heels over his ass and squeezed, pulling him in deeper. She closed around him, a hot silken vise, and it took every ounce of willpower he possessed not to shove into her to the hilt.
    “You okay?” he panted, the muscles in his arms burning as he held himself back, fought for control.
    “I feel you.” She looked down to the spot where their bodies joined, reached between them and closed her hand around the part of him that remained out of her, moved her fingers over his shaft. “I feel…”
    “Tell me.”
    “I can feel you stretching me, filling me. I can feel the shape of you…and I want it all.”
    The hitch of her voice as she described how he felt inside her, the way her breath caught as she spoke the words was the hottest fucking thing a woman, any woman, had ever said to him. Yet at the same time it touched him in a place that went far beyond the lust that was doing its damnedest to drive him insane. The wonder in her voice…it was as though she’d never felt it before, and pride swelled that he was the man who gave it to her.
    “I want everything you can give me, for just one night,” she whispered.
    “It’s all yours.” Carefully pushing in until she could comfortably take all of him, Gabe swallowed her soft cries of pleasure as she rose to meet each thrust.
    And take she did, with a greedy hunger that matched his own.
    “Tell me what you need, baby,” he panted.
    “Out, all the way out,” she said, pushing at his hips as her own pulled back. “I want to feel all of you when you come back into me…hard.”
    Fuck!
    Gabe pulled back, and God, she was right. Each time he pulled out, he felt the sweet drag of her hot, silken walls cling to him, and the wet softness of welcome each time he sank back in. He was drowning in sensations he’d thought long dead, and didn’t care if he ever came up for air.
    Her sharp hitching gasps told him he was giving her what she needed. When they became low, throaty moans, he knew she was about to come.
    Gabe shifted, dropped her legs, slid one hand under Beth’s hips, and tilted her upward. He pressed high, rotating his hips as he rocked into her, laughing in triumph when she bowed up and she gasped out her pleasure.
    “Again!” she moaned, clamping her fingers around the tight muscles of his ass as he drove into her, digging her heels into the backs of his taut thighs. “Do it again.”
    With a strength born of sheer will, Gabe fought back the urge to come. He looked down at Beth, her head grinding into the mattress, her breasts rolling with each thrust of his hips.
    “God, you’re beautiful.” He couldn’t get close enough, couldn’t go deep enough. Shifting, he pushed her knees up to her chest, slid his hands under her back and cupped them over her shoulders.
    “Please. I need…”
    “Hang on, love, we’re almost there,” he panted. When the first tingle hit his spine,

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