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Then began to stretch her with his long, steely hard cock.

“Clay!” She gripped his shoulders and angled her thigh higher to give him complete access.

“Don’t look away from me. You’re going to know who is buried in you, Lark.”

“Oh god! There are actually men who talk like you out there in the world. I thought they only existed in sex etiquette columns in magazines.”

This time he gave her a full grin.

And it stole the words right off her lips.

Holding his blazing stare, she watched the pleasure roll over his rugged features as he sank inside her.

“Can you take all of me, sexy?” His tone grew gritty.

“Uhhhh.”

He kissed her long and deep. When he lifted his mouth from hers, she realized he had fully filled her.

He gave a testing roll of his hips, withdrawing a bit before sliding back inside slowly. “Okay?”

“Okay!”

He flashed those pearly whites again and began to fuck her. The slow, smooth strokes slowly built to a faster rhythm until she was the one bucking and taking every inch of his amazing cock while he alternately kissed her and sucked her nipples.

His muscled chest was a solid wall of protection. She’d only seen him in the act of protecting her a couple times, but she knew when the time came to really see him in action, it was going to be the hottest moment of her life.

His rhythm changed. Her breasts bounced against him as he slammed harder, taking her with more force and demand. The sheer power behind every move he made sent liquid heat to her pussy, soaking his cock.

On a rough grunt, he caught the point of her chin between his thumb and forefinger, forcing her to meet his stare.

Then she saw why.

Clay Lexis, former soldier and ex-cop, gave up total control and was coming.

Inside her.

Her own orgasm shot up from nowhere. She issued a low cry that mingled with his guttural groan. His hips churned. She rocked to meet his final thrusts as they both rode through the turbulent waters together.

When he collapsed on top of her, keeping his weight braced on his elbows, she let her eyes drift closed.

“Nowthatwas an orgasm,” she panted.

“Which one?” A smile was in his voice, making her open her eyes just to see the godlike beauty of it again.

“Both of them.” She collapsed with her arms flung out to the sides. He leaned in and brushed his lips across hers tenderly before easing out of her body.

Damn, when had she last had sex that good? Probably never.

When had she ever had a man like Clay? Definitely never.

A minute later, he returned and crawled into bed beside her, tucking her against him the way every woman wanted to be treated right after sex.

She curled into him and steadied her breathing.

His breath washed over her the hair at her temple. “I may regret this, but now can you tell me what kind of man you think I am?”

She eyed him. “You asked for it.” She took a deep breath in preparation. “I think you have commitment issues.”

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