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sucked her bottom lip between her teeth and faced forward again. But her back sank in the middle, lifting her bottom higher.
    He didn’t mention it, but cupped her sex and thrust a finger inside her. Her pussy tightened, moisture spilled over his hand. He withdrew his finger and traced a wet path upward. As he neared her tiny hole, she inhaled sharply and held the breath.
    With his finger poised to sink in her ass, he nudged her pussy with his cock, centered himself, then slowly pushed between her lips.
    Mariah’s back shivered, her breath returned, but much shallower, nearly panting now. He knew what she waited for, even though he was also well aware she’d deny it to her death. Slowly, he pulled away and then began to press forward again. He pushed his finger inside her.
    “Danny!” she gasped.
    “What, sweetheart? Want me to stop?”
    She nodded, making her fine hair shiver.
    With his lips twitching, he began to pull his finger free.
    “ Jesus ,” she whispered.
    “Sure about this?” When she didn’t answer, he removed it. And his cock. Then sat back to massage her bottom while she pulled in deep breaths.
    “I didn’t mean for you to stop…everything.”
    “Really?”
    “You’re a butthole.”
    His eyebrows shot up. No one dissed him these days. Ever. He had a certain reputation—for ruthlessness and hair-trigger retribution. However, most of his adversaries weren’t hoping to be spanked. “I’m the one with a hard-on that won’t die. Really think you should be talking to me that way?”
    She tossed back her head then aimed a killing glare over her shoulder. “Like I said before, I’m not afraid of you.”
    He narrowed his gaze and smoothed a warning hand over her rump. Her eyes smoldered like hot-burning coals.
    He whipped out a hand and smacked her butt. The slap rocked her forward, and shock registered on her face. Her mouth dropped, then clamped closed.
    A hand against her pussy confirmed what he’d suspected. He slapped her again.
    Mariah groaned and faced forward, lowering her head to the bed. Her fingers clenched the bedding, and her entire body tensed as she awaited the next sharp smack.
    He was happy to do it. Knowing she wanted it for a couple of reasons. First, nothing made her hotter faster. Second, she hoped he’d leave marks on her ass that she wouldn’t be able to explain the next day.
    However, he was careful not to raise a welt. Not to leave a single lasting visible sign. If her rump was tender in the morning, she’d not have a visual clue as to why.
    One more slap, and then he bent quickly and tongued her pussy, spreading her lips with his fingers then diving inside to lap up the fresh hot fluids streaming from inside her. But he didn’t forget he had another agenda. He licked his way upward, teasing her sensitive perineum then sliding up again.
    Her hand reached back to push him away. “Danny!”
    He pressed a kiss against one side of her bottom. “I’d forgotten how nervous you are about anal—”
    “La-la-la—”
    “All right, so you won’t let me lick it. Can I fuck—”
    “Hell, no!”
    “Finger it?”
    Her swift denial didn’t come. He smiled. They’d done this before, him working his way past her objections in a steady, but stealthy, assault.
    “Just—just get on with it!”
    “It’s sweet how you let me have my way. So giving.”
    “Lord, I’ll kill him myself,” she muttered.
    “No need to risk your soul on my account,” he murmured. Then he cupped her warm buttocks and slid a thumb between them.
    “That’s bigger!”
    “Yes, it is,” he said, pushing it inside. He didn’t give her time to complain again, thrusting his cock inside her pussy.
    He gritted his teeth as her slick walls rippled along his shaft. She came up on her arms and shoved backward, forcing him deeper. And he was lost. With his thumb swirling inside her, he powered into her hot cunt, groaning every bit as loudly as she did.
    Her orgasm was swift. She gave a keening cry and