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“I’d say the same for you, but you’re still kind of dressed,” I told him.

He grinned at me. “You are a wild one, aren’t you?”

“Not really, but when I want something, I want it.”

He got to his knees, pulling his boxers down, his erection popping straight out in front of him, and I licked my lips. “You really don’t have any patience, do you?”

“No,” I blurted. “Now come up here.” I leaned up on my elbow and reached for his erection. His hips shifted forward at my touch, making my hand glide further down. While he remained on his knees, I wrapped my mouth around him, and the groan that left his lips went straight down my spine like honey on a hot day.

I loved the feel of him in my mouth, the musky scent of his flesh, and the fact that he hissed as I twirled my tongue around the tip. He pushed my shoulder back as he sat back on his heels.

“You do that much longer, and it’s going to be over for us both too quickly.”

I grinned up at him, and he leaned in and kissed me deeply. The passion he showed me reached deep inside of me and made me want so much more. I wanted all of this man, from the inside out.

He lay beside me, his chest partially covering mine, as he put his knee between my legs carefully. I shifted my left leg away so it wouldn’t get accidentally bumped. His hands traveled down my body, between my legs, and I sighed with contentment as he found that perfect spot.

I was flying high, heading to the pinnacle at the top, when he removed his hand and focused his attention back on my chest. Oh, how I missed his touch below instantly and ached for the sweet release, but he had other ideas, and as he kissed his way down my belly, my core clenched with anticipation.

He barely put his mouth on me before I was quickly climbing again, and I held him in place, refusing to let him leave until I’d hit that finish line. He didn’t waste time.

He told me to move into the middle of the bed and then took my spot on the edge, spooning his body behind mine. His erection twitched against my buttocks as he rubbed himself against me. He shifted his hips forward, pushing himself between my legs and sliding over the sensitive flesh.

He groaned again. “You drive me wild, Roxy.”

“Good,” I told him before I twisted to kiss him over my shoulder.

“Stay on your side; that way your thigh is out of the way.”

I did, and he fitted himself tightly to my back as he shifted his hips again between my legs. A moment later, he reached around my thigh and positioned himself at my entrance while I arched back toward him, begging him to fill me. He didn’t disappoint as he slowly moved forward, and my body adjusted to him.

He didn’t remove his hand but slowly stroked me as he moved from behind. His lips on my neck, my ear, my shoulder. As I began to climb again, I pushed my face into my pillow to cover the sounds that were about to explode from me.

He heard the whimper and shifted his hips forward a bit harder. I clung to his hip behind me and continued to arch into him as he did it over and over again.

He whispered into my ear, “God, I want to hear you scream.”

I shook my head. “Not here.”

His chuckle was deep and vibrated through his chest and along my back. “No, not here, but I can’t wait till we are alone so I can.”

“Yes, please,” I replied as he shifted forward again.

He took hold of my chin and turned my face toward him. “I want you to look at me when you come.” The instant the words were out of his mouth, my body was primed to go again, and my eyes began to close on their own. “No, open your eyes. Look at me, Roxy.”

I nodded, unable to say anything as he continued to move in me, but I did force myself to keep my eyes open as we both climbed the peak. I wanted to shout, to scream his name, and he must have known it because his lips crashed into mine just in time, and the two of us crossed the line together.

I lay in his arms for a few minutes as we calmed, more sated than I had been in years, and he kissed my shoulder a few times, squeezing my hip.

“How is your leg?”

“Throbbing, but I’ll live.”

He grew still. “Why didn’t you tell me you were in pain?”

I glanced back at him. “Because I didn’t want to ruin the moment.”

He lifted up on an elbow. “Yeah, but being in pain kind of ruins it for you.”

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