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Isabel’s knees threatened to give out.

She clutched at his forearm with one hand, slid the other along the smooth surface of the door, found the cool metal of the doorknob and held on tight. Travis pumped his hips against her backside and she whimpered as she felt the hard, heavy ridge of his cock.

She moved against his hand, her orgasm so close, she could already feel her thighs tightening.

“I need you inside me,” she said desperately. “Please... ”

He groaned and bit her lower lip, then reached down between them to shove her pants down. They caught and tangled around her knees, along with her panties. She heard the rasp of his zipper, felt the hot, hard brush of his penis along her butt.

Then he froze. “Fuck ... we don’t have the condoms in here.”

He swore and backed away.

She whimpered and pressed her head to the door.

“Shhh ... ” He slid his hand around, cupped her. “I’ll take care of you.”

“We don’t need the condoms ... do we?” She pressed her burning cheek to the door. “I’ve always been careful. I’m disease-free, so there’s nothing to worry about there. And you ... well, there’s nothing else to worry about, either.”

“Bella ... ” He cuddled her against him, cradled her, kissing her neck, her temple, her cheek. “As if that would ever be a worry for me. And yeah, I’m all clear on the health front. I’ve gotten checked several times ... and I’ve only had a couple of partners, nobody recently. But are you sure?”

“It’s always been you and me, Travis. Always. Yes, I’m sure. Make love to me.”

Travis swore raggedly. “Damn ... Bella-mine, I love you.”

He dipped his knees.

She tried to spread her thighs, but the pants, still tangled around her thighs, trapped her. And he wouldn’t let her go. He shifted his position, bent her forward and reached between them, guiding himself into her, and then he straightened her back up, pinning her to the door as he slowly, so slowly pushed into her.

She was surrounded by him, filled by him.

“Bella ... ” Travis sounded dazed, and he caught her hip, holding her still when she tried to follow him as he withdrew. “For fuck’s sake ... be still ... you’re burning me alive ... oh,fuck... ”

She grabbed his wrist and clenched around him, her other hand braced against the door for leverage. “Travis,please.”

Desperate need filled her.Desperate. She undulated her hips, clenched down around him as he thrust up into her. She felt every ridge, every pulse of his length as he filled her, then slowly withdrew and she wiggled against him, squirmed, trying desperately to hold him inside a little longer.

“Be still ... you’re so damn wet and hot. Nothing’s ever felt so good.” He caught her shoulder into his other hand, growled in her ear.

“Fuck me, I feel like I’m already going to come.”

“Iwantto come ... rightnow.”

His laugh was strangled, a little wild in her ear, as he wrapped both arms around her.

She caught her breath.

“Isabel ... ?”

“I’m fine!” She groaned and ground her hips against him, trying to ride the heavy length invading her. She was rewarded with a harsh intake of breath, so she did it again. “I just need you to fuck me before I lose it!”

Travis went tense and she stilled. Maybe that was too crass—

But he moved, spinning them around and taking her to the ground with careful, controlled strength that left her heart racing. “Maybe that’s what we both need,” he muttered against her neck just before he put her on her knees and yanked her hips up with hard, competent hands. Then he lunged, slamming into her.

She screamed, dazed, delirious delight tearing out of her.

“Is this what you need, Bella-mine?” he demanded.

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