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with the same attention. Little spirals of delight whirled though her, making her insane with needing him closer.
    Blindly, she groped for his track pants, found the crotch. Behind the silky material was a hard ridge of flesh waiting to be freed. She didn’t make him wait for long. She worked the pants down, off his hips, to discover he was commando underneath, and sucked in a breath.
    â€œConfident?”
    â€œHopeful,” he corrected with a groan as she wrapped her fingers around his hardness.
    Stroking, she enjoyed his sounds of pleasure. The way he closed his eyes and tilted his head back, arched his hips into her touch. “You like that.”
    â€œYes. More, please . . .”
    â€œSince you asked so nicely . . .”
    Scooting around to reach him better, she bent and touched her tongue to the spongy head of his cock. His rod was flushed almost purple with excitement, and she realized that he had probably been fighting the same arousal she had since she’d arrived. That knowledge pleased her, made her feel pretty powerful.
    Licking a pearly drop of pre-cum, she relished his salty taste. His skin was baby smooth, but he was pulsing steel underneath. She deep-throated him and loved that he buried his fingers in her hair, squeezing tight yet not hurting her. Sucking, wetting his shaft as she moved up and down, she drove him to the edge of desperation.
    â€œGod, Daisy! I need to be inside you!”
    â€œI want that, too.” Sitting up, she moved off the sofa and stood. Quickly she ditched her shoes, jeans, and panties. “How hopeful were you?”
    His grin was a bit sheepish as he removed a condom from the pocket of his track pants. “Answer your question?”
    â€œCompletely.” Some women might’ve been annoyed by his presumption, but she wasn’t. To her, it meant he had wanted her before she arrived, and cared enough to see to their protection.
    Removing his pants, he took her hand. “Here, or my bedroom?”
    â€œHere, please. I can’t wait!”
    â€œOkay. Here, then again in my bedroom,” he replied seductively.
    â€œGod, yes.”
    He led her around to the back of the sofa, positioning her to face it. “Hold on, bend over, and spread your legs.” She did, shaking with desire. “That’s it, sweetheart. Jesus, you’re so beautiful.”
    She was beyond speaking as he trailed a rough finger down her spine. Shivering, she gasped as his fingertip ventured into the crack of her ass cheeks. He explored a place no one ever had before, causing naughty spears of lust to shoot through every limb.
    Next he rubbed the vulnerable folds between her legs, taking his time to drive her insane. Found the little clit and teased it, making her arch into his touch and whimper like a slut. She didn’t care. It had been too damned long since she’d enjoyed a lover’s touch. The truth was, Shane was the one. There was nobody who could measure up to him, in every way.
    â€œYou’re so wet, baby. So ready for me.”
    â€œYes.”
    The wrapper crinkled and in seconds the head of his cock was pushing inside her. He eased in with delicious slowness, making her shake. “I’m gonna fuck you hard, honey. You okay with that?”
    â€œDo it!”
    Despite his eagerness, he kept the pace leisurely at first, taking great care that she was pleasured along with him. His length burrowed deeper, stretching and filling her to a completion she’d never felt before. He branded her inside out, stroking, faster and faster. Soon he was fucking her hard and fast, and she clutched the back of the sofa, trying to stave off orgasm as long as possible.
    But their bodies wouldn’t be denied. All too quickly his movements began to take on a frantic rhythm. His fingers dug into her hips and his big frame tensed.
    â€œSo close,” he rasped. “Can’t stop.”
    â€œDon’t stop—gonna