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the fire burning naturally inside her brought to full flame. Juan found he ached to give that to her, to show her how fucking good it could be.
    Erin looked down, adjusting herself against the throbbing tip of his cock. He pinched her nipple, grabbing her attention.
    “Watch me.” He wanted to see her expression when she sunk deep onto him.
    And he wanted to show her how wonderful sex truly could be. Up until now, he really believed Erin had used it as a tool, a way to relieve penned-up emotions that she didn’t know how to deal with. Showing her how to direct those feelings, to experience pleasure while giving it at the same time, would be something she’d love learning.
    There was no way he was wrong about this.
    She stared into his eyes while slowly lowering herself. His cock throbbed with a fury he could hardly contain as a thousand tight, little muscles quivered and gripped him, closing in around him and sucking him in deeper.
    Erin was tight. Fucking wet as hell but tighter than he’d imagined her being. When she lowered herself and took more than half of him inside her, he grabbed her breasts.
    “That’s good. Now raise yourself off me.”
    She did as she was told, never looking away. Her soaked heat glided over him while she arched her body. He watched in awe when her long lashes fluttered over her eyes. All those twitching muscles against his shaft about stole his breath. Speaking right now would be fucking close to impossible. Not to mention her full, dark breasts, so perfectly curved and spilling into his hands were absolutely breathtaking. His mouth watered with an urge to suck and nibble on them.
    “Okay. That’s far enough,” he said huskily when she’d almost lifted herself off him.
    Immediately she began sinking onto him again. God. He needed to shove himself deep inside her so bad he couldn’t think. If she only knew the torture racking his body when he stopped her.
    “Not so fast,” he whispered, his voice sounding harsh even to him.
    Her pout almost made him smile. She wouldn’t understand. Her confusion grew with the intoxicating smell of lust in the air. Thick strands of shiny black hair drifted over her breasts when she shook her head. The long locks tickled his hands, but he didn’t move them from her.
    “Let me do it my way. You’ll love it. I promise.”
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    Lorie O’Clare
    “Nope. Today you’ll learn something new.” Conversation was almost fucking impossible. He fought for breath, his voice raspy when he spoke. “Do as you’re told, relax and take more of me into you this time. But slowly.”
    She worried her lip with teeth that had slightly extended, glistening white against the dark, flushed red of her cheeks. Her leg muscles quivered against him when she brought herself down, taking in almost all of him.
    Juan swore he would die from the torture. His heart thudded in his chest so loud it drowned out all thought. Sweltering heat engulfed him, wrapping around his swollen cock and drifting down his legs and up into his chest. If he didn’t give her a little right now, he wouldn’t be able to keep this up.
    Without warning, he raised his hips off the ground, quick and hard. He impaled her with his cock. She almost fell forward, grabbing the ground on either side of him while she threw back her head and howled. His entire world spun around him. So many muscles quivered against him, tightening, spasming while her orgasm tore through her.
    “Juan. Oh God,” she howled, tossing her head from side to side as she squeezed her eyes tightly shut.
    “Look at me,” he growled, feeling her soak his balls and drench both of them while the scent of her come filled the air like sweet nectar.
    Her gaze was hazy. Streaks of silver danced in her deep, almost black eyes. She stared into him and he lost himself in her beauty. Again he thrust, knocking her forward, taking her over the edge until she collapsed on top of him. Those soft, large breasts smashed against his chest. Her breath was