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Gate
Sober, Anna was a fantastic lover, giving and responsive, and Gate would thank his lucky stars every time he got to touch her.
But just a little tipsy, and Anna catapulted into spectacular, unguarded and relaxed, and Gate had learned in the old days to soak up those moments whenever he got them.
So when Gate settled a naked Anna onto the bed, dropped to his knees between her thighs, and licked through the folds of her center, she dug her heels into his back and moaned.
Her taste was a lightning strike, tearing the synapses of his brain apart so that there was no yesterday, there was no tomorrow, there was only now. There was only Anna.
Anna writhed on the bed so that Gate had to hold her hips to keep her still.
He licked and sucked and teased.
“Gate, gimme your cock.Please,” Anna begged.
Gate stood, sliding an arm around her waist, and pulling her with him further onto the bed.
He braced her heels on his shoulders and slid his cock inside the velvet heat of her core, her fluttering muscles urging him even closer.
Anna’s eyes closed and her back arched as he slid home.
Gate had a million-dollar view, and he knew it, so Gate watched her as he planted one hand in the middle of her chest and the other on the headboard. Then he drew back and slammed home again.
Anna’s moans were a symphony, every sound she made the music guiding him to bring her the most pleasure.
Her hands were everywhere she could reach.
His chest, his ass, the backs of his thighs.
And then her nails dug deep, and he loved the way she marked him.
His girl flew apart, clenched so tight around him, milking his cock until the pleasure blinded him and he thrust one more time deep inside and came while he called her name.
Gate braced himself over Anna, chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.
Her eyelids fluttered.
And then she smiled.
And Gate’s heart cracked open, and all the love that he’d ever had for this woman spilled out, filling up all the empty spaces that life had excavated over the years, and for the first time in a long time, Gate felt whole.
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Ryder
Opening his eyes to find a mass of tawny curls splayed across his chest was not a hardship, and Ryder figured that if he played his cards right, it was something he’d have the good fortune to get used to.
He slid a little deeper into the couch and propped his feet on the coffee table, taking Smokey with him so that he had more of her across his chest than just her hair.
The softness of her curves melted against him, and Ryder enjoyed the tingle and burn of desire twining its way through his veins.
He stroked his cock once through his jeans, and then with the curve of Smokey’s hip in his hand, Ryder fell asleep.
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Lizzie
