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undid his belt buckle and whipped the belt off in one quick movement. Unzipping his jeans, he pushed them down his hips, just enough, and rolled between my legs.
    He pressed the tip of his member inside me.
    It had been so long since I’d had a cock there, I’d forgotten the excitement of first contact. The anticipation…
    And when Dix looked into my eyes, I saw something more that I wasn’t ready to consider yet.
    “I’m gonna ruin you for all other men,” he murmured.
    “Ruin me.”
    His rough jeans scraped my thighs as he thrust into me. My pussy seemed stretched to the limit, and he’d only just begun.
    Apparently things were bigger in Texas.
    I placed my hand on his chest. “Wait. I’m not sure if we fit.”
    “Oh, we fit, darlin’.”
    I had to chuckle at the silly drawl.
    “Relax.” He grasped my wrists and pinned them above my head with one hand. “You’re under my control, now.”
    A thrill of anticipation skittered over me.
    “Wrap your legs around me.”
    I followed orders as he retreated and thrust in again.
    “Damn, you are a tight little package.” He pulled back. “But you’re gonna take more of me, Tessa.”
    My skin burned hot at his words.
    He plunged into me. The force of his huge cock and the pleasure of having him inside me nearly made me pass out.
    “Tessa?” he said gently.
    I realized my eyes were closed. I forced my lids open. “Hmmm…?”
    He watched my face for a moment. I squeezed his waist with my legs to let him know I was okay.
    He smiled and placed his lips on mine, forcing his way into my mouth before I had a chance to open to him.
    With long, hard strokes, he thrust himself into me again and again. He released my lips and seemed to lose control, fucking me harder, pounding me into his soft rug.
    Reaching underneath me, he lifted my bottom. When he did, his cock hit a spot inside I didn’t know existed.
    I squealed a series of staccato “oh’s” as delicious pulses swelled through me over and over, each time he made contact with the spot.
    He tensed. His muscles flexed. He rocketed into me, and the jolt pushed me over the edge. We both cried out and shook and jerked as he collapsed onto me.
    For several moments, all I was aware of was his hot breath, panting into my ear.
    I regretted that his shirt was still on. I wished he were naked against my skin.
    I couldn’t breathe with his large frame crushing my petite one, but I didn’t care.
    “Damn, I’d better get off you before I kill you.” He lifted himself from me. When his cock left my pussy, I knew how a wine bottle felt having its cork removed.
    “That was a tight squeeze,” I said.
    He chuckled. “Are you glad we didn’t give up?”
    I turned on my side toward him. “You know I am, you bastard. You just want me to say it.”
    He laughed and turned to face me. Suddenly, his eyes darkened and his smile faded. “I don’t want you to let my brother do things to you anymore…or make you do things. I only want you to be my…” His voice trailed off.
    What a bizarre situation we were in. He was my boss. We didn’t know that much about each other except that we had an undeniable attraction and great sex…and similar sexual kinks.
    He couldn’t say he wanted me to be his girlfriend or belong only to him. Not this soon.
    I decided to let him off the hook. “Your sex slave, only?” I smiled.
    He seemed relieved. “Yeah.”
    “What am I supposed to tell your brother?”
    “Tell him ‘hell no.’”
    I thought about my mother. “Look, Dixon—”
    “Dix.”
    “Dix, I need this job. I can’t afford to get fired. It’s not only for me. I have someone else depending on me.”
    I watched the shock register on his face. “I thought you were single, with no kids.”
    “No, it’s my mom. She has mental problems and my brother and sister and I chip in to keep her in a nice place where they can watch out for her. It takes every extra penny we can scrape up.”
    I couldn’t believe I’d blurted that