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His reply was a grunt before he pushed her legs wide and angled his broad shoulders between the lick and she lost herin the rhythm he dictated

“So good, so, so good…”

She couldn’t stop the words or gasps orher feel e that wasn’t there yet and needed to be there soon or she would scream from desperation

“I need you” A sobbing, begging plea

“Shh, bébé, trust o for me”

His wordsto the to hi, all she kneas that there was firm, hot mus

cle under her fingers She was going to burst No, explode It was too much Too, too much She felt his lips cover her most sensitive bundle of nerves He sucked Tihts and wails and desperately spas muscles She ca other than her li breaths She shook She ached She clenched And she wanted more

Striker’skiss that took everything she had left to give She felt his body press against hers, covering her with his strength and heat She fought to open her eyes, h to peer at hinificent

He held hie His bronze skin held a glittering sheen that odlike And his eyes His eyes held a wealth of promise and depth of need that thrilled her

“How do you feel? Tired? Sore? We can stop if it’s too ht of her bruises “Maybe we should stop”

“No!” She clung to him “Please, I want this I want you”

It was reassuring to see he was torn, just as desperate as she was in her need for hientle, but if you feel pain, if you want to stop this, we stop Am I clear?”

“Yes,” she breathed

The corded muscles in his neck flexed as he lined hiy she didn’t even know she had left, her hands flew to his hips, and she held on tight She felt every wide, hard inch of hi careful with her Thinking of her before hi with restraint was the sexiest sight she’d ever seen She couldn’t look away She was ht

And then, without warning, his hips flexed, and he surged the rest of the way inside her Friday clung to hi into flesh Her head fell back Her eyes squeezed closed And a long, glorious moan of desperation and ecstasy left her lips