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would have done anything for him. Watching from beneath heavy-lidded eyes, she saw him reach for his sweatpants, dig into the side pocket and pull out a condom.
    “Do you always come with high expectations?” she asked.
    He grinned. “And a whole lot of hope.” He sheathed himself and knelt between her thighs again. “Kasey, I could feast on your cunt all night but if I don’t get inside you in the next ten seconds I might lose my mind. Or explode.”
    Sliding his hands beneath her bottom he lifted her to him, positioned the head of his cock at the opening of her pussy and began an agonizingly slow glide inside. The thickness of his shaft stretched her muscles as he inched deeper and deeper. A brief thought flashed through her mind that she had never been this eager or ready for any man before, never wanted another man with such intensity. From the moment he walked in her door she was lost and she knew it.
    And then she couldn’t think at all anymore. He buried himself deep inside her, his balls touching the rounded curve of her ass. He nudged her hands away from her breasts and closed his mouth around one nipple again as his hips started a smooth back and forth movement. Kasey reached for his shoulders, his neck, anything to steady herself as heat and sensation consumed her and she flew into space.
    “God, you’re like a silk fist around me,” he groaned, lifting his head as his hips rocked and his balls kissed her ass.
    But she couldn’t speak. Every bit of breath had left her body and her heart thudded so hard she was sure it would pound out of her chest.
    Back, forth. In, out. Each movement creating delicious friction on her swollen clit. Again, again.
    The orgasm built within her, clawing its way up from deep inside her and she clung to his sweat-slicked muscular body with all her might.
    “Shit.” The word slipped out between clenched teeth. “I don’t know how much longer I can hang on here, Kasey. You’re burning me alive.”
    “Do it,” she breathed. “Now.”
    She was there, the climax bursting like a Fourth of July fireworks display, raking her from head to toe. Her cunt clenched around his spurting clock, milking it, pulling at it, her legs locked around him as they exploded together. She lost herself completely, the spasming of his cock driving her into yet another orgasm, the tremors shaking her like a leaf in the wind.
    And then they collapsed, totally spent, breaths rasping, hearts banging on ribs, both stunned by the enormity of their shared climax.
    Kasey had no idea how long they lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms. She wondered if it would be possible to just stay like this forever. Skyler moved first, carefully easing himself from the clasp of her body, kissing her mouth and each of her nipples as he shifted position.
    “I need to take care of business,” he murmured, brushing his lips against hers once more as he stood up.
     
    Holy fucking hell!
    How the hell did he get so lucky? And had someone thrown a stick of dynamite into the living room or had he just experienced the most mind-shattering orgasm he’d ever had in his life?
    Skyler wrapped the spent condom in tissue and dropped it into the waste basket in the small bathroom. He rested his hands on the vanity counter and leaned forward, looking at himself in the mirror. His face still wore a completely satisfied look, but he saw the heat continue to flicker in his eyes. He looked down and saw his cock hardening again.
    Not possible!
    He’d heard other men occasionally talk about women with whom the sexual attraction was so strong they were sure they could stay hard forever. He knew it was an exaggeration but now he at least had a glimmer of what they meant. He just hadn’t thought women like that existed. Until now.
    He ran the cold water and splashed it on his face. Time to get hold of himself. Pull himself together. He’d come over here figuring after what he saw last night he’d have a quick recreational fuck, maybe