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him, her legs tangled with his. “I want you too badly.” She could see the dots of perspiration on his forehead. A muscle ticked beneath his right eye. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
    Tenderness flooded her. She loved this man so much. Leaning down, she kissed him lightly on the lips, across his stubborn jaw and down the strong column of his neck. She kneaded the muscles of his arms and chest as she licked a trail down the center of his stomach. She knew what she wanted.
    Reys stilled, every muscle in his body tense as she blew on the head of his cock. It jerked upward, as though reaching toward her. “Alicia.” Her name was both a plea and a warning. Lowering her head, she swirled her tongue around the tip. She could taste his essence—musky and male, more potent than the headiest ale.
    She closed her mouth, savoring his unique flavor. It had been so long. His shaft twitched, brushing her cheek. Smiling, she gripped the lower part of his cock with her hand and began to pump. Opening her mouth, she took him inside. His hips arched off the bed, his fingers tangling in her hair. Alicia took as much of him as she could, gently skimming her teeth over his hard length.
    Reys swore and thrust his hips up twice more before pulling her mouth away. She released him with a wet pop and a groan of displeasure. She wasn’t done yet.
    “Not this way,” he gasped, his chest expanding and contracting with each huge gulp of air he took. “I want to be inside you.”
    His eyes were darker, like a stormy sea at night. She knew what he needed. Still holding his cock in her hand, she straddled his hips.
    Reys was a hairsbreadth away from spilling his seed. Having Alicia’s mouth on his cock had been both heaven and hell. The feel of her soft tongue bathing the head of his shaft was the sweetest torture he’d ever endured. Another time he wouldn’t have stopped her, but this time, this first time, he needed to be inside her. Needed to feel her soft, welcoming flesh grip him as they both found release.
    Like some erotic nymph, she sat up on her knees, his cock in her small hand. Her thick brown hair tangled around her face and shoulders, tumbling around her back and down her chest. A lock tickled his stomach. He wanted to wrap himself in her hair, feel the silken locks against his skin.
    Her breasts were perfectly shaped and large enough to fill his hands. Nipples the color of ripe raspberries begged to be plucked. He reached out and strummed his thumbs over them. Alicia gave a throaty cry of pleasure, her head tilting back.
    He closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on something else. Anything. But nothing could distract him from Alicia. His eyes flew open as she moved, shifting so that the head of his cock was pressed against her slit.
    Poised over him, she stared down at him and smiled. “Welcome home.”
    Her words shattered him. Gripping her hips, he thrust hard, burying himself to the hilt. Her heat surrounded him, accepting him, bathing him in her healing warmth. She rose up on her knees again and he felt his shaft sliding out of her warmth. His fingers tightened around her waist. He would not be denied.
    But his wife had no intentions of denying him. She lowered herself over his cock and rotated her hips. Reys saw light flash behind his eyes as she did it again. Her breasts swayed as she rode him hard.
    He could feel his balls drawing tighter to his body. He was so close. Straining, he reached for completion but it danced just out of reach. He needed to get closer.
    Lifting her, he withdrew from her hot depths. She cried out as he shifted her position until she was on her hands and knees on the mattress with him crouched behind her. Alicia spread her thighs wide, offering him a glimpse of her engorged, slick folds. He bent down and lapped at her hot cunt.
    Alicia cried out, her legs trembling. Swearing, Reys positioned himself at her slit and drove his cock deep. His head fell back and the cords of his neck tightened.