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Her core clenched in time with his pulls.
    “Harder.” He twisted his fingers on her sensitive peaks and she arched, taking him deeper to show her appreciation. “You take direction well.” He let out a pained half laugh. He filled her perfectly, and better yet, he let her control the show. That he gave her the reins so easily increased the slow burn of arousal cramping her belly and fed the steadily increasing moist heat that clasped his shaft as she rocked them both into heaven.
    “I can’t wait.” His whisper seemed almost conspiratorial. “Sweetheart, come with me.”
    Baby, sweetheart. She wasn’t normally one for endearments, but she liked his. They made her feel treasured. She squeezed her inner walls, needing him to go over more than she needed to follow. His body tensed and the rise and fall of his hips became more erratic. She loved making a man lose control. Even if she didn’t come, his orgasm would make her feel good. Already her pussy was tightening in anticipation.
    If necessary, she’d take care of herself later.
    “Tell me you’re close.” His seductive voice combined with the electric pulls on her breasts juiced her up even more.
    “Go ahead,” she murmured, quaking around him.
    Her permission was all he needed. With a hushed cry, he powered deep inside her.
    His cock jerked as he found his release, and she couldn’t hold back a stunned sigh as he lost himself.
    Alana closed her eyes, breathing in the scents of the night. Of sex. It seemed important she remember this moment. For reasons she didn’t care to identify, she’d never before felt so linked to someone.
    And she hadn’t even climaxed. Yet.
    He took a moment to recover, his harsh pants breaking the stillness. Just as she was about to rise, he touched her pussy. She startled from her relaxed pose astride him as his thumb zeroed in on her clit. A sudden bolt of pure sensation traveled through her system, jolting straight to her sore nipples. More moisture dripped down around the shaft still buried inside her.
    He groaned. “You’re going to come for me, sweetheart, or we’re going to be here all night.”
    Taking him at his word, she inched forward and rubbed against his hand. She did it again and again until her gaze swam with bursts of light and her skin sheened with sweat.
    That he hadn’t taken off after getting his own increased her excitement. She’d never been with a guy that concerned about her orgasm before.
    She could get addicted to this. To him .
    “Get my hand wet. More.”
    She bit down on her lip when his fingers moved faster and he drew her down onto him harder. Each squelching slide of his fingers announced her arousal, but it only turned her on more. He knew just how to touch her to make her writhe.
    What would he be like in a real bed? Would he suck on her nipples for hours? Eat her pussy until her vocal cords ached from her screams?
    Could he make her scream? For real? Was that even possible or were whimpers as good as it got?
    She had to find out.
    “There,” she gasped, bearing down as the climax roared through her. The knots of tension in her belly loosened and hot streaks of pleasure singed her nerve endings. His grunts of praise soothed her as he drew out her climax with gentle flicks of his fingers.
    He didn’t stop until she nudged him away with another sigh.
    This man couldn’t be real. How she felt about him definitely couldn’t be.
    She rubbed the back of her hand over her cheek. Her heavy ringlets clung to her neck and her peasant blouse wilted against her skin. “I’m soaked.”
    “Mmm hmm.” His lazy satisfaction made her grin. “You sure were.” With a resigned sound, he pulled out of her and removed the condom. “Hard to hide this evidence, huh?” he said when he noticed her watching him.
    “Badge of honor around here.”
    “Yeah.” He stared at her, his gaze weighty once again. “You come here frequently?” Hadn’t he asked that before?
    “When I need an itch scratched.