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“Almost as sweet as your pussy was in that truck tonight. ”

A shocking surge of pleasure clenched her womb, and he grinned with wicked, naughty intent.

“Are you wet, Janey?”

Was she wet?

“What do you think?” she cried out. “Alex, you’re killing me. ”

She lost her breath as one finger, just one, slid through her cleft, gathering her juices and running around her clit.

“Ah yeah, sweet honey,” he whispered. “You’re so wet, Janey. ” His finger ran down the cleft and circled the entrance to her vagina as his lashes dipped over his eyes. “So tight. ”

His finger pressed inside. Janey gripped his biceps, felt them tensing beneath her and felt more of her juices meeting his penetration. Oh, it was so good. So much better than her own fingers. His calloused fingertip rasped just inside the opening, stroking her internal muscles as she clenched around it.

Janey turned her head, lips parted, pressing to that heavy muscle in his upper arm as he stroked her, stretched her. She was only barely aware of biting into the tough skin, drawing it into her mouth.

Oh, she was so going to mark him again. Because it was mark him or scream.

She screamed anyway seconds later as he added a finger, stretched her, pressing inside her and stroking her to insanity.

“You’re fucking tight, Janey. Do you know what this is going to feel like around my dick?” His voice was harsh, agonized. “You’re going to make me crazy once I get inside you, baby. Once this sweet pussy is gripping me, rippling around my cock like you’re rippling around my fingers. ”

Her hips arched as she tried to drive the penetration deeper. She needed deeper, needed more of this exquisite, burning sensation. She could feel the small, tight thrusts through her entire body. Each lash of pleasure whipped through her veins, burned her deeper, hotter.

“Ah, sweet baby. ” His head lowered, his lips roved over her breasts. He kissed, licked. He sucked at the mounds. Hard enough that she could feel it in her womb. Gentle enough that there was no fear, no pain.

There was just Alex touching her. Touching her as he never had, as she had never believed he would.

“Janey. ” His voice thickened, became rougher. “Baby. If I don’t fuck you, I’m going to come on your bed. ” He licked at her nipples again and his fingers pressed in farther, rotating and sending a flash of burning pleasure tearing through her.

Then another. Another. His fingers were sliding deeper, taking her, working inside her with slow, controlled twists of his wrist. Janey moved her thighs farther apart, her feet braced on the bed as she tried to thrust into each penetration. Tried to take more than he was allowing her.

“Do something. ” Her head thrashed on the bed.

She was burning, burning inside and out. And he was as well. Her eyes opened to see the sweat as it ran in one small rivulet down the side of his face. His eyes were so dark, thunderous. His expression heavy with lust.

“Demanding,” he groaned. “Keep giving me orders like that, Janey, and I’m going to come before I get inside you. ”

“Fuck me, Alex. ” She stared back at him, lips parted, her breathing harsh. Heavy. “If you’re scared, baby, then lie back. I’ll ride you. ”

Oh God, she hadn’t actually said that, had she? Teased him when she was dying for him.

He froze, his face tightening, cheekbones standing out in stark release as primal, primitive lust filled his expression. His cheeks darkened, his lips looked heavier.

“Hell yeah. ” He suddenly grinned, and in that grin was teasing, wicked hunger.

She tried to hold him to her as he pulled away. Her hands slapped the bed as he eased from it.

“What?” she demanded roughly. “Where the hell are you going?” She came to her knees, struggling to find the breath to speak, to figure out why he had pulled away from her.

“Latex, sweetheart. I bet my left nut you’re not on protection, are you?”

Janey stilled, her heart suddenly beating rough and hard as he reached down for his pants and pulled a foil pack free.

She lifted her hand, then dropped it, watching him, heart racing; the need to do it for him was killing her.

She wanted to sheathe him. She wanted to touch him.

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