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No more foreplay. She wanted to know what it was to be filled by him.

“Condom?” she asked without leaving their kiss.

“Wallet,” he answered the same way. “Jeans.”

She sucked his bottom lip into her mouth and bit down, keeping hold of it as she sat back. With an earthy growl that rumbled all through her, he brought his shoulders off the rug, following. Then she released him, and he fell back.

Her hands were on his chest. Zaxx had a fantastic body—well-muscled arms with that wonderful thick vein over his biceps, powerful legs, broad shoulders, contoured abs—but his chest was fucking miraculous. Broad and thick and perfectly cut, and covered with exactly the right amount of dark, downy soft curls. She could hardly keep her hands off him.

She didn’t know how true that was until his hands covered hers and she registered that she’d been stroking him like a cat.

“That feels outstanding, and watching you devour me with your eyes is definitely a buff, but maybe it’s all a little too good. You keep it up, while you’re sitting on my cock like this, and there’s a not-zero chance I’m gonna get ahead of schedule, if you know what I mean.”

Grinning down at him, she said, “Well, I already had one, so fair’s fair.” She meant to return the favor and began to scoot down his legs, but Zaxx held her in place.

“I want to be inside you when I go.”

Gia wanted that, too. Changing course, she leaned over and stretched to reach his jeans. They both groaned at the way her movements shifted her ass on his cock.

Like virtually all the Horde, including her father, Zaxx chained his wallet to his jeans. She got hold of the chain and pulled the Harley billfold free. Then she waved it at him.

“May I?”

“Be my guest. Cash pocket.”

She flipped his wallet open. Ignoring the stack of cards in their slots, she reached into the cash pocket, past a decent thickness of bills, and plucked out a purple packet. Durex Extra Sensitive.

“Extra sensitive?” she teased, showing the packet as she dropped his wallet onto the denim pile of his jeans. “I guess I better go slow.”

He didn’t answer. His expression had changed again, becoming focused and serious. Hungry. With that same intensity, he watched her scoot downward on his legs until his cock rose before her—oh yes, it was substantial. Long and thick, with a prominent vein wrapped around his shaft like a vine. His tip wept with need.

Gia couldn’t resist. She dipped low, holding eye contact with him, and licked the bead into her mouth, slowly, letting her tongue flatten and linger over the place where the skin made a scallop on the underside of his tip.

Zaxx’s head went back, his neck arching high, and his fingers dug into her legs, all ten at once. On that encouragement, she opened her jaws and her throat, and took him as deep as she could.

“Gia!” he called out, her name bursting from him like a gasping bark.

Few feelings were as potent as having a man so completely under her control. She eased from him, slowly, playing her tongue around his shaft, tracing that thick vein, as she lifted her head. Each twitch and writhe of his body beneath hers was a splash of gasoline to her own fire.

“Jesus Christ!” he muttered when his cock was free and she blew lightly over it.

While he watched with dazed, desperate eyes, Gia tore open the packet and pulled the condom out. She set it on his tip and, ever so slowly, unfurled it over him. With each sliding roll, Zaxx’s ass tightened and his hips rose; by the time she reached his base, his whole body shook beneath her.

Rising onto her knees, she scooted up, took him in hand, centered him, and sat down, keeping her weight in her legs to control the slow, deliberate slide of her body down his shaft.

Zaxx’s head and shoulders came up again, and he hovered there, his body taut as a strung bow, staring desperately at her, his hands still gripping her legs like he’d fall to his death if his fingers slipped.

Every cell in Gia’s body sang with power and promise. God, this felt so good, his body filled her so perfectly, but even more than that physical brilliance was the bursting bright knowledge that right now, Zaxx was hers. He wanted her so badly he’d let her do anything.

She had no desire to test the limits of his vulnerability, no urge to push him where he wouldn’t otherwise want to go. That wasn’t her deal. All she needed was to know he would, that he didn’t need to control her to enjoy himself, that his sense of masculinity wasn’t predicated on making sure she felt weaker than him. For Gia, there was no greater aphrodisiac. She was so charged with need for him she thought sparks might fly from her fingertips.

Keeping her eyes locked with his, setting her hands on his wonderful chest, she twisted her hips, wringing a loud, bestial sound from him. He jackknifed up to a full sit, and she cried out as his cock surged more deeply into her with that sudden movement.

Prepared to resist him if he tried to flip them over again, she was surprised when instead he released his dying-man’s grip on her legs and crossed his arms on her back, hooked his hands over her shoulders, and dropped his head forward to bury his face in her breasts. He sucked a nipple sharply into his mouth.

Gia’s nipples were wildly sensitive at any time, connected directly to her core. Now, in the midst of the most intense sexual experience of her life, she thought he could make her come simply with that deep, rhythmic suck and his cock snug and still inside her. But she couldn’t be still. Moaning and writhing in his hold, she clamped his head to her chest and began to move with purpose, to find the rhythm of their bodies again.

After that, she stopped thinking, set aside vigilance, and gave herself over completely to the sensual smorgasbord of fucking Zaxx Bello. When she needed his kiss, she found his mouth. When she thought she couldn’t hold all the sensations inside her at once, she rocked back and vented them, crying out for the scalding pleasure of his mouth, the rough slick of his hands, the strafe of the hair on his legs, his arms, his chest against her smooth skin, the spearing, searing ache of his cock planted so deep, so deep inside her.

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