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need you inside me.” There had been no one since Tanner who could make her feel the way he did. Mistake, or not, she couldn’t stop herself from wanting it or from taking what he offered.
    His eyes darkened as he plucked his wallet from his back pocket and extracted a condom. Pushing his jeans down with one hand, he held the package to his mouth with the other, and ripped it open. His gaze never strayed from hers as he rolled it over his erection. Jerking her to her feet, he removed her tank top, and spun her around to face the rock. With a firm hand on her back, he urged her to lean forward until her upper body stretched over the surface and she grasped the opposite edge with her fingertips. He stepped in behind and cradled her hips in his hands. With her ass snug against his pelvis, he bent over her back and brushed his lips along the back of her neck, then trailed his tongue down her spine. She shuddered.
    He reached around between her chest and the boulder to rub his palms across her peaked nipples. He pinched them, bringing a sting of pleasure to the tips and a gasp of desire to her lips. Then he removed his hands and, placing one palm against the center of her back, pressed her down to bring the tips of her nipples in contact with rock.
    The cool, smooth texture against the hot, hard surface of her nipples was one of the most sensuous things she had ever experienced. Moisture flooded her pussy, and she bowed further, rubbing her chest back and forth. The abrasion alone brought her closer to climax.
    From behind, he entered her, inch by thick, hard inch. Her eyes widened, and she grunted low in her throat as he stretched her open. He pushed until his cock kissed her womb, until his balls tickled her clit.
    “God, you’re tight.” He voice sounded strained; he had to work to get the words out. “You feel so fucking wonderful. I’ve missed this, sweetheart. I’ve missed you.”
    As he withdrew, pulling across sensitive tissue, she whimpered at the emptiness. Going from simmer to a fast boil, pressure began to a built, low in her belly. He plunged back into her depths, withdrew, plunged again. Before he had acted as though they had all the time in the world—now he wasted none.
    He quickened his pace, pumping harder, faster, the force of the movement rocking her torso back and forth against the rock. Each drag of her nipples across the rough boulder heightened the erotic sensations, catapulting her toward orgasm.
    She gasped as he drilled into her, his grip no doubt leaving marks on her hips with the force of each thrust. The added stimulation pushed her closer to the edge, sending her to the very precipice, urging her to tumble over.
    When he reached around her hips and pinched her clit between his thumb and forefinger, she exploded, shoving her head into the crook of her arm to stifle a scream. Fireworks erupted behind her closed eyelids. She succumbed to the release, blind to her surroundings.
    Unrelenting, he continued to fuck her, pounding in hard thrusts until he rammed into her one final time, staying deep, his body shuddering over hers. His hips tight against her behind, he curved protectively over her back, wrapped his arms around her, and pinned his cheek against her spine. His cock stiffened and jerked deep inside her.
     
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    Holy fuck. He had never had an orgasm leave him feeling sucked dry. Tucked beneath him, Molly dragged in gulps of air. He should get up before he crushed her, but couldn’t find the energy to move his limbs. What happened? What had started out being a revelation about the past, one that had left him hurt and angry, had ended with the best sex of his life. He needed time to figure everything out, to decide where to go from here.
    With no small effort, he managed to lift up and back away, needing a little space to pull up his pants and get it together. A squirrel darted up a nearby tree, chattering his anger at the invasion. Crap . He glanced around. He wouldn’t have