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They
tossed in the bed and before she knew it, she was on top of him,
but not for long. His huge hands took her, one around her ass and
the other at her neck, flipping her over to her back again and
pinning her to the bed.
    Yes. Yes. Yes.
    She still couldn't say the words. He still
didn't have her verbal permission, but he was taking her anyway. If
her lips were silent, her body was begging him to go further. He
was astride her now and carefully, methodically began unbuttoning
her blouse. It was strange and exciting to see this bear of a man
so meticulously undress her, one tiny delicate button at a time.
She could feel his hunger mounting and see it in the swelling bulge
between his legs. But he knew how to wait and take his pleasure
slowly.
    God, was she already coming? She could feel
waves of pleasure in her own body begin to rise at first like tiny
ripples, but then like ocean swells coming ashore, a tsunami of
desire lifting up and increasingly asking for more.
    Nobody had ever taken her like this before,
and certainly not with her clothes still on.
    Her blouse was open and her bare abdomen and
bosom lay before him, scantily concealed by her bra, her heaving
cleavage squeezed together like pure, soft apples of desire.
    "Yes." He growled.
    The plane bucked but he held her in place
with his huge thighs, consuming her with his dark, intense
gaze.
    "Now you are mine." His voice was low and
intent.
    This was what she had truly wanted since
that first kind smile of his as he had scooped her fallen hat from
the floor in the airport.
    "It's too wrong." She said.
    He ignored her. His thick fingers expertly
undid the clasp at the front of her bra and carefully opened it to
reveal her taut nipples and heaving breasts.
    "I don't know why Alex. Please, this is
wrong." She still didn't know why, but her gut was telling her to
hold back.
    What was he going to do next?
    "I knew it." He said.
    Knew what?
    "I knew you were perfect the moment I laid
eyes on you." His voice was so low, like the growl of an animal
consumed with lust. His eyes ran up and down her exposed body and
then his hands moved lower to her belt, carefully undoing the
buckle, then snapping the belt out in one deft powerful movement,
the tip just lightly stinging her wrist as it came out, adding to
her growing excitement.
    The waves were coming regularly now and her
body was beginning to undulate, pulsating into the soft but firm
bed below her. He was going to make her come, as no man had ever
done before.
    The truth was that although Melanie had
several long-term boyfriends, none of them had ever really known
how to touch her. She had experienced orgasms all right, regularly
for years, but only ever in the company of her battery-operated
best friend from the Adam and Eve catalog. Unlike her human
companions, her mechanical one had rarely let her down. Not until
recently, though. No amount of hammering away on her bulb had
seemed to give her pleasure anymore. To look at someone as slender,
charming, and beautiful as Melanie, no one in their wildest dreams
would ever have guessed that her love life could be at such an
all-time low.
    Until now.
    She opened her eyes to get relief from the
relentless barrage of pleasure that wracked every fiber of her
being. Alex drew her skirt down to her ankles and then slipped it
off. The plane wobbled again and he stumbled as he folded it and
placed it across the back of a chair. He took such good care of her
clothes, unlike Mitch, who would just tear at her like an idiot,
never able to figure out how to get things open or closed and then
leave everything in a crumpled heap.
    When Alex turned to her again, he looked
like a god ready to take a mortal woman into the lair of his
desire.
    "You're naked." He reminded her. "Now stay
still. You are mine until I release you. This has to be perfect,
for you and for me. Do you understand?"
    She nodded her head but she didn't
understand at all. There was no way this could become any more
perfect