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onslaught of pleasure, determined not to orgasm, not yet. Not fucking yet, not like this. I needed her beneath me, our bodies pressed together hard, I needed her voice in my ear, in my mouth, my cock buried as deep as it could go. That's what I needed.
    I slowed my strokes, sliding my hand up and down her spine, caressing her ass with the other, listening to her soft lingering cries of astonishment. I pulled out and untied her. She rolled onto her side, still winded, and stared at my cock. Seeing I wasn't done, she flushed with desire again. I stood next to the bed, watching it slither through her limbs until it opened her legs, undulated her hips, arched her spine, and hardened her perfect nipples. Good fucking God.
    I crawled on the bed until my body was prone to hers. She held my gaze and fuck, tears filled her eyes.
    "What, love?" My heart raced hard in my chest.
    " I'm sorry."
    " For what?" I leaned and kissed her lips softly, not wanting anything to ruin what I'd just given her.
    " For…" she looked off to the left, her chin trembling, "…losing the game."
    " Fuck, love, I slipped, it wasn't your fault. It was mine."
    " I know, and I freaked."
    " You freaked? Love if you had been in my head. I nearly had a heart attack."
    She raised her brows then snickered. "You did?"
    " Fuck, yes! I was so glad you quit. I'm not kidding."
    She stared at me until her face became a severe mask of nothing I could identify or justify her having in that second. What had I said? She grabbed my face and pulled me to her mouth and wrapped her legs around my waist. "Make love to me. Please."
    Her words with the desperate way she moved to them knocked me on my ass. I fumbled like a teenager to comply and the second I found her entrance, she jerked my hips and buried me deep inside her.
    The cry she gave pierced my fucking heart, Jesus Christ. I kissed her, if you could call devouring another person that. But I'd never been so hungry to have every part of somebody the way I wanted her. And the way she seemed to return the feeling, holy fuck, it undid me. The next thing I knew she flipped us, putting her on top. I held her waist and watched her, forced her tight to my groin and rolled my hips, hitting her core with the head of my cock. Fuck, yes, she liked that. Seeing her on me like that brought my orgasm like a runaway comet, there was no fucking denying it. I kept her tight to me, grinding the head of my cock deep with hard jerks until my body locked up with ecstasy, blinding fucking ecstasy. I bowed up off the bed and she sealed her chest to mine, her cries in my mouth as I wrapped my arms around her.
    Fuck, she 'd just done something to me. I didn't know what it was, I only knew I was never going to be the same again.

Chapter Four
     
    I sat across from Tara the next day, breathing carefully through the feelings that had me rigid. I was officially mind-blown. She was doing that shit again. Not looking at me. Treating me like a stranger. A fuck buddy. I was left with just wow at how that infuriated me.
    How could somebody endure what we fucking shared and not be affected? The idea that it didn 't mean as much to her was more than I could stand, and fuck I wanted to walk out of there and never turn back. And yet the enigma begged to be unraveled, begged to be confounded right the fuck back. She was wrong about whatever was going on in her head. Dead wrong. And I was torn between proving it and getting as far away from her as I could.
    D ay two, challenge one. God, it better not be anything sexual because I don't think I could get a fucking hard-on to save my life. A reminder of what she'd done to me.
    The only other person who had this kind of power over me was my father. My fucking father. And to be forced to feel pain by anyone was riling a very bad mojo in me. I'd vowed to never let anybody rape my emotions like that bastard had. No-fucking-body.
    " Soooo, what do you think we're going to be doing?" It was the third time she'd asked.
    I