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She loved the feel of him, the silky slide of his skin against hers. Being on top, getting that deep, deep penetration. It had always been a favorite position but self-consciousness usually prevented her from enjoying it fully or even asking for what she wanted. But not now. In Jack’s eyes, she saw unguarded appreciation of her shapely, sexy body. She saw everything she had been missing.
His thick girth glided in and out of her, every downstroke caressing her core until her vision hazed. Such a simple motion, Jack filling her up, again and again, but it was too restrained. Too...British. She needed more.
She needed to be broken open.
“Jack?”
“Yes, sweetheart?” His fascinated gaze lifted from where their bodies joined. Halting the show for a moment, she settled and leaned in so close she could count every beautiful eyelash.
“I’m a big girl. Don’t be gentle.”
A very male sound rose in his throat, barely human but unmistakably Jack. He flipped her on her back and still managed to stay inside her. Not expecting that. Neither was she expecting his hot, deep reach as he impaled her to the root. She grasped the tightly-loomed muscles of his excellent ass. She scratched and clawed. She might have hurt him but she didn’t care. His moans as he pounded her said he didn’t care all that much either.
She loved a man who could follow instructions.
She rocked with him as his powerful hips thrust further into her and he speared her with long, rhythmic strokes. Every motion generated waves of pleasure, starting with where their bodies connected, radiating through her belly, her rear, her breasts, and her toes, and back down the spokes again.
“Yes, that’s—ah, yes,” he moaned and her body pulsed in agreement.
It’s never been this hot it’s so hot this can’t get any hotter.
And just as those thought fragments bonded, he hooked her leg up, creating an angle that had her close to losing the will to live. His other hand gentled her jaw, coaxing her to face him and meet that intimate green-gold gaze.
She resisted. She had to, knowing that as soon as she went there, she would come and it would be over. And she would be over because one look from Jack would confirm it had never been like this with anyone, and likely never would be again.
“Lili, please.”
His vibrating voice reached inside and lay siege to her heart. She was used to being needed but not like this, and that need in him jumbled with her need for him until they were entangled in a crush of mindless want. She opened her eyes and surrendered her fate to this man. Her man.
Her arousal heightened and a keen pleasure swept over her, around her, inside her.
Thought, speech, none of it was necessary as her brain switched off and her blood and skin and nerve endings took over. Slowly, he raised his body up but his gaze never left hers, and she wanted him to look at her like that forever. She hit that flash point, wailing while her body convulsed and flew apart in pure sensation. Depth charges exploded at every nerve ending.
Shards of pleasure lingered at each for a moment before returning to their source.
As she rode the dying shudders of her pleasure-drunk haze, he gave one final thrust. His jaw clenched, his neck muscles strained. Simply watching him was its own high. She felt him rattle and release before he went rigid and collapsed on top of her.
Quietly, she lay there, loving the weight of him and how he smelled and sweated and breathed. The natural fit of him in her body. Moments passed while he remained lodged deep, branding her from the inside out until he shifted them both on their sides to face each other.
Hating to leave the heat of him, she inched back, but he clamped a big hand over her butt and draped her leg over his.
“Stay.” He was still wedged within, firmly filling her and my God, that was sexy. Most guys would be creeping to the other side of the king size by now.
Forever, she almost said.
With a purr of assent, she slipped into a dreamy doze, loosely aware of his lips rasping her jaw and his hands roaming her curves. Learning her shape, making plans for later. When she opened her eyes again, he had left her body, but she didn’t feel cold. Light from the bedside lamp threw eyelash-smudged shadows on his cheeks, illuminating his big, dopey grin.
Blinking, she took a candid for her memories, then curled into his side.
“What are you smiling about?” Yep, she was shamelessly fishing.
He squeezed her tight to his chest. “I just got laid and it was damn near perfect.”
“Only near perfect?”
“Well, it was a little fast, but that’s understandable considering how desperate you’ve been. Next time, we’ll take it slower.”
She pinched his biceps to punish his cheekiness, but he didn’t even flinch. Ridiculous, hard muscles.
