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nothing as
she explored my back, shoulders and chest. She moaned whenever she gripped a
particularly hard muscle. I was putty in her hands.
    She tugged gently until I was centered on her again and then
she applied pressure on my shoulders, making me lift and put a few inches of
unwanted space between us. Her finger grazed my stomach as she reached for my
jeans, causing everything in my midsection to clench involuntarily. Squeezing
my eyes shut, I braced tightly above her as she went to work opening my button
and lowering the zipper.
    I watched her face as she maneuvered my throbbing cock out
of my jeans and into her warm hands. She moaned, her eyes closed, and she
tightened her fingers around me.
    I was lost in the story that was her face, seeing each
emotion bloom even more beautiful than the last.
    Her hands pushed and pulled on my jeans and boxers until she
had them to mid-thigh. I held my breath when I felt the tingle of her nails
dragging across my sides and the front of my hips.
    God, it was as if everything was suddenly, incredibly more
intense. Every touch of her soft hands drove me farther from sanity, catching
me off guard and throwing me off my game. Things weren’t supposed to happen
this way. I was supposed to be the one in control of the situation but instead
I felt as if I was losing my grip.
    She jerked me back down on top of her, catching me unaware
and giving me no time to control my descent. Allie groaned as I landed hard,
and I worried for a second I was squishing her.
    But my concern disappeared when my cock nudged against her
dripping-wet entrance. The heat between her legs called to me and I knew I
couldn’t wait much longer to feel her wrapped around me.
    “Lose the jeans, Ryker,” she growled in my ear.
    Glancing down at her and seeing the same roaring need in her
eyes that was tearing me up, I wasted no time. Rolling off her, I dug the condoms
out of my pocket, threw them on the bed and kicked my jeans and boxers down my
legs. I rolled a condom on quickly, tossing the wrapper to the floor.
    Within seconds, I was back on top of her and she was
grinning up at me.
    “Took you long enough,” she said playfully as she slid her
legs up and down the length of mine.
    “I’m sorry I kept you waiting, darling.” I smirked down at
her while I nudged her opening and fit my body farther between her legs. I
sucked in a breath to gain some control over the raging need to drive into her
with force.
    “Mmmm,” she murmured and lifted her hips to grind against
me.
    I reached between us to adjust my cock so I was rubbing on
the full length of her pussy without going in. I felt her wetness coat me as I
stroked up and down, her juices spreading and smoothing out the motion.
    I watched her expression as I increased the pressure.
Surprise spread across her features as I grazed her clit over and over. It was
sweet agony, feeling her moist heat and not sinking into her, but I didn’t want
to lose the look of pleasurable torment on her face.
    Her nails sank into my shoulders and she trembled in my
arms. The sweat rolled down my back and my cock throbbed. Shoving my hands
under her shoulders, I tangled my fingers in her hair and changed the angle of
my hips, nudging the head against her opening.
    Her eyes flew open and I caught her gaze as I pushed the
first inch into her wet heat. I grew impossibly harder.
    “More,” she groaned, hooking her legs over my hips and
urging me closer.
    I slid halfway, feeling her walls clench around me. Holding
back was suddenly no longer an option.
    I thrust home, sinking into her to the hilt. Her back
arched, nails digging into my back, legs tightening on my hips. I couldn’t hold
back the animalistic sound that came rolling from my throat and past my lips.
    I could have died happy in that moment.
    Sucking in breaths, I glanced down to see Allie staring up
at me, her mouth hanging open and shock written in her eyes.
    “What is it, baby?” Had I hurt her?
    “That noise you