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He put his hand over hers to direct it away from his stubble, down his chest until he guided her fingers to her clit, right above where he dominated her. Using her fingers to caress the spot he’d already pampered with the movement of his pelvis, he kept going for a few seconds until she was gasping and yelping, close to climax.
“Right there,” he said under his breath and pulled back only to slam into her again.
She came so hard and suddenly that she couldn’t breathe for half a minute. Lost in the depths of an ocean, her whole body tightened in a spasm that blocked air from her lungs. He kept on going, moving fast and hard, pleasing himself in her submission.
“Danny!” she called out again when another orgasm devoured her.
If he didn’t come soon, she’d have to beg for mercy.
No. She couldn’t handle it, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. Nothing made sense. Nothing about the world was real. All she wanted was—on the crest of another orgasm, Danny surged forward with such force that she was shunted up the bed, smacking her head against something hard. The growling expression on his face relaxed, though she couldn’t focus her eyes to take in any more than that.
His form vanished. She was left lying there, sweating, out of breath, and completely off-balance. What the hell just happened?
FIVE
“WANT A BEER?”
Who asked that? What was going on?
Raising her head, she looked between her crooked knees to see Danny further down the trailer, fridge open, holding a beer toward her.
Her legs collapsed to the side. She couldn’t even muster the energy to straighten her limbs. “Uh… sure.”
Already she’d said something stupid. Sex was over; she was supposed to leave. A hiss signaled the caps popping off the beers, but she still wasn’t breathing right when he came over to wave one above her.
“Need some help?”
“No,” she said, registering the smile in his voice.
Though she didn’t appreciate his amusement, there was no quick retort. In fact, despite the top of the bed being right there to support her, it took a few attempts to even sit up. The blinds were shut, thank God. She appreciated not being on view to the wider world, but couldn’t gather herself enough to cover up.
Just taking the beer was difficult.
The cool liquid felt good sliding down her throat. The hydration was definitely welcome.
Danny either hadn’t taken his jeans off at all, or he’d put them back on and fastened the top button. As he sank down to sit on the foot of the bed, Tess extended her legs and pulled her ass toward her feet, scooching to the end to put her feet on the floor. It felt good to remind herself there was something solid beneath her. Drinking some more beer, she stood up and wandered down the trailer, taking in the environment she hadn’t absorbed before.
Strolling past the distorted glass that disguised the shower, she enjoyed the masculine scent that betrayed it hadn’t been long since he’d used it.
“What happened to the boyfriend?”
Running a fingertip across the width of a closet, Tess let it fall to the stove by the counter and glanced back, without getting as far as actually looking at him.
“Hmm?”
“The dude you’re dating. He didn’t get to take you home… or he did and couldn’t finish the job?”
The swaggering snicker in those last words earned him no points.
“You got laid, what do you care?” she asked, touching the towel he’d tossed on an otherwise clear kitchen counter.
“Don’t. Just makin’ conversation.”
“Stick to what you’re good at.”
“Whoa, sex and abuse,” he said on a gruff laugh. “You offer a full service, baby. Crack that whip.”
Insulting him wasn’t fair. Turning her back to the sink, Tess wasn’t upset to see his smile. He lay on his side on the bed she’d vacated, his head propped on a sure fist, his beer loose in his other hand, hanging over the edge of the mattress.
