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He pumped more vigorously and knew precisely when he hit that perfect spot within her.
“Oh, fuck, yes!” she cried out. “Right there!”
She tensed all around him.
Ryan continued to give her everything he could; she called his name as the climax hit. Her nails dug in as she quaked in his loose embrace.
Her c
ream coated his cock, additional lubricant to make his movements smoother as he pulled almost all the way out, then thrust all the way in. And erupted instantly.
“Ah, goddamn, Maxi!” Air pushed from his lungs. Adrenaline raged through him. His cock surged, his body convulsed.
“Ryan,” she gasped. “You’re still fucking me.”
True, he kept pumping into her as his own release drew out from the way she held him so fiercely.
“Christ.” She moaned, low and throaty. Then he felt another orgasm take her and she cried his name again.
His testosterone spiked. His chest puffed a bit. He’d just delivered three O’s big enough to make her scream.
No When Harry Met Sally… faking it required.
So to hell with the past bullshit he’d been mired in. There was a new Ryan Donovan in town—and this one fully embraced his ability to rock a passionate and dynamic woman like Maxi Shayne to the core of her being.
Repeatedly, if she so chose…
* * *
Maxi couldn’t catch her breath. Would she ever?
Her insides burned, her skin flushed. Every fiber of her being felt singed. And her inner muscles refused to relinquish their hold on Ryan’s cock, which was still hard enough to fill her, despite his own release.
“Ryan,” she said on a long, satisfied sigh. “You are not at all what I’d expected.”
“Glad to see I’ve earned my wings.”
She laughed softly. “What you did was blow my mind.”
“Now, that’s exactly what a man wants to hear.” He kissed her. Another scorcher. She was starting to think he wasn’t capable of anything less. And it made her toes curl and kept her pussy throbbing.
“What exactly do they teach in that MIT Sloan program?”
He chuckled. “Not this, I assure you.” He shifted slightly, and she loosened her legs so that she could stand.
He withdrew from her and, shockingly, Maxi experienced a peculiar void deep within. And a flash of disappointment.
Hmm. Odd.
She moved her thong back into place and shimmied her bunched skirt over her hips and smoothed it appropriately. Then she crossed to the sofa and sank onto a plump cushion, her legs a bit wobbly, her knees practically knocking together. Because of Ryan and all the desire he’d unleashed.
While she tried to get her breathing under control, he went to the wet bar, discarded the condom, and tidied up. He zipped his suit pants, buttoned them, and worked the fastening of his belt. Left his dress shirt open though, which Maxi found damn hot. It gave her more of a chance to really study all of those glorious muscles of his. The hard pectoral ledge covered with smooth, tanned skin that held the slightest sheen of perspiration.
She’d definitely gotten him worked up.
Her gaze swept lower to his ripped, six-pack abs, the grooves of which she suddenly yearned to lick. His obliques were well defined and tapered inward to disappear behind the waist of his pants.
Maxi did not regret what had just happened between them. She did, however, greatly regret that they hadn’t gotten full-on naked. Because she was suddenly desperate to see this man in all his glory. Knowing the visual would be astounding.
