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dammit."

    She flexed around him, moaning at the incredible sensation, the snug fit, the feel of him inside her, a heavy thick weight pressing against delicate, sensitive nerve endings.

    A strangled scream left her throat as he began to move. The short, incredibly firm strokes made her crazy. She couldn't stand it. She strained against him, her hips meeting his as she fought for breath.

    He was being careful. Dammit, she didn't need him to be careful. This was her first time, her first real climax, her first everything. She wanted it all.

    "Harder," she panted, twisting against him as her fingers gripped his shoulders. "Do it harder."

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    "I don't want to hurt you, Raven." His voice was more an animal growl than a groan. "Dammit, wait."

    "No." Her head thrashed against the cushions. "Harder, Reno. Fuck me. Fuck me like we both need it.
    Do it now."

    As though her words triggered the desired response, he moved over her, bracing one elbow at her head, tucking the other beneath her rear to lift her to him as he nearly pulled free.

    The hard stroke of his cock over the tender nerve endings had her arching closer, eager for more, a second before his control disintegrated.

    Raven held on to Reno as he began to ride her hard and deep. She was shocked at her own cries, primitive, desperate—but even more shocking was the pleasure ripping through her.

    The pressure building in her clit as his pelvis stroked against it was almost painful. His hips lunged against hers, driving his erection to the hilt inside her over and over again as she felt her mind begin to unravel.
    She couldn't survive it, surely no one could take such pleasure and ever be the same again.

    The sensation built in her womb, her clit, the overfilled recess of her pussy as she felt the muscles there tightening, the tension coiling…

    "Raven." His head lifted, his gaze spearing hers as her eyes drifted open. She was so close. So close.
    "Are you protected?"

    The words barely registered; the meaning was lost to her.

    "What?" she gasped. She needed more. She tightened further as his cock surged inside her with a rhythm that left her fighting just to hold on to her sanity.

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    pill. Goddamn, anything. Are you protected?"

    Protected. The pill. Thank God her doctor had prescribed them to regulate her monthly cycles. "Yes…"
    she wailed as the pleasure began to clash and careen inside her. "The pill. Yes. Oh God, Reno, harder.
    Harder…"

    He gave it to her harder. Bracing his knees on the couch, the hand at her hip clenching with bruising strength, he gave her what she needed.

    "Fuck. Come for me, Raven. Come now, baby…"

    There was no need for the harsh command. She was holding on the edge, desperate to fly to the center of the shocking heat consuming her. She didn't come. She didn't release. She dissolved. She fragmented.
    She exploded. She lost herself as the pleasure became a white-hot conflagration that ripped through her soul and sent her flying to space and beyond.

    She was only distantly aware of him looming over her, driving harder, deeper, as a new, surging flood of heat inside her sent her higher. All she knew was perfection. Merging. A complete, terrifying release that kept her floating as the pleasure slowly receded, leaving her limp and wasted beneath him. And certain that nothing would or could ever be the same again.

Chapter Three
    It was one o'clock in the morning, there wasn't a chance in hell Morganna was conscious enough to even answer the phone, let alone understand Raven's bitching. And the man slowly easing from her body looked like a sated demigod as he sat on the couch at her feet.

    Uncomfortably aware of her nudity, Raven hauled the thin blanket from the back of the couch