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His head lifted. His teeth were clenched. Eyes glittering. His neck was close to her. The strong curve of his shoulder. Close enough to?—
Bite.
Her teeth snapped together. What the hell? Not during sex, she’d never wanted to?—
His cock eased back, almost to the entrance of her straining sex.
She flattened her hands against his chest. Push away. Fight the?—
His dick slammed into her.
She came, screaming, “Simon!” Her muscles clenched as the white-hot wave crested. Her sex rippled around him, contracting as the pleasure blasted her.
“Better,” he growled and his fingers dug into her hips. He lifted her up, arched her toward him and thrust fast and deep. “So much better.”
He bent toward her. He pressed his lips against her neck. Tasted and licked her. The muscles in his arms bunched. So much power there. So much strength.
He came on a long shudder, pumping out his release.
Her sex throbbed around him as the aftershocks of pleasure reverberating through her core. Dee sucked in a breath. Then another one. She licked desert-dry lips.
His tongue skated over her neck.
She shivered. Nice.
His hold tightened around her as the sound of her drumming heartbeat filled her ears.
Oh, yeah, she’d known it would be that good. When a guy oozed sexiness like Simon, a good time was pretty much guaranteed.
Her hands skimmed down his back, and Dee realized that his muscles were locked tight. “Simon?” He’d come, she knew he had.
His lips pressed against her neck once more. A bit harder this time, then his head rose. His eyes were such a turbulent gray. Stormy.
“I don’t ever want to hurt you,” he told her, voice gruff.
Her brow pulled low. “Then don’t.” Simple enough.
A finger rose and traced her cheek. “You cried when you came.”
Dee blinked. “I—” Okay, now she didn’t know what to say.
“One tear drop. Just one.”
“I don’t usually—” Hell, she never cried. Not in years, anyway.
His lips pressed against hers. A soft, gentle touch after the wildness of the lust. His cock was still lodged in her, and swelling.
His mouth lifted, just an inch. “You can trust me,” he breathed the words.
She’d already trusted him with her body. What more did he want?
But she could read the answer in his eyes. Everything.
And suddenly, even the heat of his body couldn’t warm her. Because everything—she’d never had that to give a man.
* * *
They slept. Finally. Dee drifted away in Simon’s arms. The sleep was deep, heavy, and filled with the soft whispers that haunted so many of her dreams.
