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Sweat slicked both their bodies as her legs twined around his hips and his tongue sought the heated depths of her rowled, slanted his lips over hers and gave his cock the freedo inside her, fighting for the control to hold back, fighting to torer

But the pleasure was too deep, too hard Within seconds he was fucking her with a prih he had never fucked before, never knoo into his kiss Her hands stroked over his shoulders, his upper back Her nails scraped and raked, her pal for the touch of his skin

His kiss was like wildfire

The feel of his cock shafting hard and deep inside her added to the surfeit of sensation Each plunging stroke, each forceful thrust threw her higher, drew her deeper into the vortex sweeping through her

Until finally, her senses exploded beneath the ih her h her flesh and spash her wo’s hard, male cry of release

She felt the fiery blasts of his se another explosion, another wash of ecstasy It lasted forever; it didn’t last long enough

She collapsed beneath hih air, when he began " Her voice was small, not really a protest, perhaps a question of sanity

He was still hard, still hungry, and within seconds, she could feel her own pleasure building again

This time, when he rolled to his back and drew her above hiuorous thrusts he demanded She needed hard and fast, but her y for it

She lifted herself above hi over her back, her hips, andpleasure

"How pretty" His voice was tight, hungry "That’s the way, sweetheart Ride my cock Ride it like you love it"

Like she loved it? She had loved him all her life, and he hadn’t known it He couldn’t know it

And her body ached for hihts curled into a ball because the ache was so bad Dreams and fantasies had sustained her Until now

Her back arched as she lifted, her hands gripped his powerful aran to raise and lower herself, feeling hi tender tissue until the world was spinning around her, and she knew nothing but his touch, but the feel of hiina pulsed around hias the ony of pleasure to wash through her syste minutes later was lazier, slower, but no less intense

And after that, long into the night, each release slammed harder inside her soul This wasn’t like the first time He had been drunk, a little clumsier, and had taken her with haste rather than finesse

Dawg didn’t have that probleht There was no hesitancy, no cluth Eroticis, explicit and dominant, filled her head

By the tiainst his chest, she was soaked with sweat, ie of complete exhaustion

His hand curled around a breast as his chest heaved for breath behind her

"Mine," he reminded her, his voice hoarse, exhausted "Remember that, Crista You’re mine"

Mine Not theirs Not one of the Nauti play’s

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"So tell aze jerked fro was in the shower the next aze She had really hoped he was going to forget about that

"I didn’t say they were my lovers You did," she pointed out as she laid her fork on the plate and finished the last of her coffee

He didn’t deserve explanations, and Mark and Ty’s relationship was their own She wasn’t going tohi for

"You slept with them You admitted it" He scowled back at her

"So?" She rose from the table, collected their plates and cups, and paced to the sink "Do I ask you about your past lovers, Dawg? How many you shared? How many you didn’t? Have I asked you to explain those choices to ainst the counter and watching as his jaw bunched with angry tension

"I didn’t walk away fro," he said harshly "You did"

"Mark and Ty never, at any tiht another woman to their bed, or another ive up other women? I don’t think so"