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She rested back against hi softly, with a touch of fear, "Dash?"

He flattened one hand on her ribs, pressed down to the junction of her thighs "What are you going to do, baby?"

She caught her breath, briefly struggled and didn’t get even an inch of space between their bodies

Pressing her heels into the dirt, she pushed back against hi feet planted and other than aligning her body

"Do that again," he taunted "I like it"

Oh, he was getting into his role, and enjoying hi

He so easily controlled her that she found herself responding Though itaway, her body knew this was Dash, and only enjoyed the close touching

His forear it even harder for her to think

"Dash," she whiame

He lowered his head and she felt his s Margo needed She dropped her weight, slipped through his loosened hold and turned, her knee co up to within an inch of his crotch

She stopped in time and stared up at him, triumphant

Gazes locked, they watched each other

"If I’d been serious," she said, "I would have head-butted you first"

His hand curved around her nape "Beforeme a choirboy?"

She knotted a hand in his shirt "Yes"

"You’re fast"

"You’re hard"

He drew her close, pressing that hardness to her belly "I’ to worry"

"Did you believe I was scared?"

"Uncertainher in close contact with his erection "It bothered ainst hi you, it’s a turn-on"

Maybe But it was alsothe doht his hand fro over her taut nipple "And you like being subave hiaze searched hers, his eyes narrowed and he reed, but it was hard to talk while he kissed her like that

MARGO DOZED OVER HIM, her head on his chest, her legs draped outside of his, her body utterly li her, but he didn’ther like this

He knew he’d worn her out, pushing her to a second orgasm before he took his own God, how he loved to watch her coh little sounds she made, how she looked in the throes of intense pleasure

Pleasure he gave her

He lazily trailed his fingertips over her back, occasionally kissed her shoulder and ruminated on how to convince her to one wellunless you counted that impromptu lesson on self-defense that ended the

Overall, the weekend had gone great, and he’d hoped to talk her into extending itto forever The thought of returning to reality and the threats made him more deter argu all the options, when her phone rang

Drowsily, she lifted up, looked at him in confusion for just a mo the sheet in the process--and stretched to reach the nightstand, where she’d put her phone

She quickly cleared her throat and, in a businesslike voice that amused him, said, "Hello?"

Dash visually traced her body Would he ever get used to seeing her? Would there ever come a time when her nudity didn’t stir him?

He didn’t think so In many ways he felt addicted When she was near, he wanted her If he even thought of her, he wanted her When he couldn’t have her he at least wanted to touch her, kiss her

Talk with her and be near her

Fuck, he had it bad She loved the sex--but did she love hio sat up "You’re okay?"