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He pushed me back on the bed, running a hand down my body. The caresses were lazy, reverent. A knot formed in my chest. He was careful to avoid my bruises.

He lay down beside me. That body of his…all those long, hard muscles, and that beautiful cock. I could see it was already getting hard again, resting against his muscular thigh.

I sat up and pushed him flat on his back.

“We’ll go slower this time,” he said. “I don’t want you to feel any pain.”

There he went, caring for me again. I ran my hand down the ridges of his stomach. So many interesting muscles. “Do you really box with your brothers?”

“Yes.”

“I’d like to see that.”

He cupped my breast, playing with the nipple. I bit my lip to stop my moan.

“That can be arranged,” he murmured.

I lowered my head and kissed his chest, then I bit him.

He growled. Then he pulled me on top of him, and I straddled his hips.

“I think you should be on top this time,” he said. “In deference to your injuries.”

I shifted my weight, that hard cock rubbing right where I wanted it. I was wet again already. “I like that idea.”

His handsome face was stark with need, his eyes hooded. “I’d kill to take you bare.” His voice was low and gravelly.

Those words made my belly throb.

“I want to be deep inside you.” He cupped my breasts. “Skin to skin.”

I swallowed, shocked at how everything in me tightened at the idea. “I’d like that.”

He sucked in a breath. “I’ll organize some tests. I won’t put you at risk in any way.”

Somehow, that just made the emotions inside me swell even more.

“There are condoms in the drawer,” he said.

I reached over for the nightstand, and he played with my nipples as I did. I could barely concentrate long enough to get a small packet out. I scooted back on his thighs. Oh, that cock. Of course it’s handsome, just like him. Long, thick, and beautiful from root to tip. I circled my fingers around it and gave it a pump.

He growled. “London.”

It was a warning. I quickly rolled the condom on, then shifted and tilted my hips. The head of his cock lodged against my wet folds. Excitement and edgy need fluttered through me.

He planted his hands on my hips, and I thrust down as he thrust up.

Oh. God. I cried out. I’d had him inside me before, but the different position made him feel deeper, reached new places.

He looked at me like he’d never seen anyone more beautiful. I planted my hands on his chest and leaned forward, riding him. He was so hard and hot inside me.

“Yes, London. So damn beautiful.”

His hand drifted down to where we were joined. He found my swollen clit and rubbed.

“God,” I panted. So much for slower.

I moved my hips faster. I could already feel my climax building. His hard cock filled me, and electric sensations ran through my body.

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