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He responds by grabbing my hand and placing it on the front of his jeans. I feel a hard bulge and squeeze. He groans.

“Stop. I don’t want to take advantage of you.”

“Take advantage of me?” I giggle. “I’m practically throwing myself at you.”

He brushes a strand of hair away from my forehead. “You just went through a trauma. You’re not thinking clearly.”

I’m not thinking clearly? I’ve never thought more clearly in my life. “I want you. I’ve wanted you since you kissed me in the foyer in front of everyone weeks ago.” Earlier than that if I’m being totally honest.

“And I’ve been a complete dick since then.”

I’m not going to disagree with him. Kidnapping me – even if it wasn’t to take me back to my ex-husband like I thought at the time – puts him clearly in the dick category. “But I forgave you.”

His eyes shut and all the tension in his body disappears. “Thank you,” he says. When he opens his eyes, they’re soft. Is that devotion I see?

“You sure?” Am I sure about what? I can’t think with his body caging me in and him staring at me like I’m the best Christmas present he ever opened.

He growls and flexes his hips. I feel his hard cock press against me, and I wrap my legs around him to keep the delicious pressure right where I need it. My panties flood with excitement and my belly dips.

I bite my lip before gathering my courage and responding, “Show me I wasn’t wrong to forgive you.”

He kisses my nose before crawling slowly down my body with his eyes on mine the entire time. I squirm and he smirks. His hands move to unsnap my jeans before lowering the zipper. I bite my lip as anticipation flows through me causing my nerves to tingle and my stomach to heat.

He pulls my jeans off me and throws them on the floor. His fingers toy with the skin right above my panties before his head dips to lick and bite the area. I grab his head and force him to look up at me.

“No foreplay. I want you in me.” My face heats as I say words I’ve never thought before let alone said.

He shakes his head. “Princess, I’m not a small guy.”

“And I’m not a small woman.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t.” I bite my lip and consider begging. In all those romance books I love to read, begging always causes the big alpha man to give in. “Please.”

He closes his eyes as his body shudders. When his eyes open again, they are full of need and desire. Yes! He grabs my panties and rips them down my body before standing and shoving his jeans down his legs. His cock jumps out, thick and proud, and I gasp. He wasn’t kidding about his size.

I watch as he rolls a condom on before crawling back onto the bed with me. My legs widen to accommodate him, and he settles between them. “You’re sure?”

Is he kidding? I’m dying to know what it feels like to have him inside me. “Please.”

His head dips and his lips find mine. As his tongue plunders my mouth, his cock finds my entrance and slowly enters me. He dips in and then retreats. I arch my back and raise my hips, silently begging for more. He slowly enters me again, going a bit further before retreating once again.

I whimper. I want to feel all of him.

“Patience, Princess. I’ll give you what you need, but I won’t hurt you. Ever.”

Oh my. Those words. They make me shiver and a rush of excitement gushes from me and eases his entry. He pushes in and groans as he bottoms out. He pauses for a moment, giving me time to adjust to his size, before starting to glide slowly in and out of me. It feels amazing. Like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

Sex has always been an obligation. It was never an activity to be enjoyed. Oh sure, I’ve given myself orgasms before, but I’ve never had a man-made orgasm. Judging by the warmth in my belly and the tingling down below, things are about to change.

He grabs my right leg and pulls it up and out. Oh my god! At this angle, he can penetrate deep inside of me. My head falls back, and I moan. “Ryker.”

“I know you’re close. I can feel you squeezing my cock.” He grunts as his strokes speed up. “Get there, baby. Can’t last much longer.”

He reaches down and pinches my clit. “Yes,” I hiss as my release hits me. Stars explode behind my eyes as my body spasms.

Ryker’s movements become erratic. He plants himself deep and growls, “Phoebe.” I feel his entire body shudder before he collapses on me.

Those erotic romance books I secretly love to read are not wrong. Sex is awesome.

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