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almost ready to cum. She fought against it, wanting it to never end.
    He rose, lifting her thighs and he draped each ankle over his shoulders. He grabbed a pillow and braced it under her as he grasped her hips and filled her to the hilt. She cried out harshly, arching into the strong thrust. She clenched her muscles around his cock and he closed his eyes, hissing air through his teeth.
    “Slow, baby, slow,” he groaned. He slowly withdrew till he was almost free then plunged back in.
    “No, faster. I want it faster,” she cried out in desperation. She needed it. God, she was dying here, and all he wanted to do was tease her.
    “Relax, Rebecca, trust me.” His voice was rough and deep, dark and sexy.
    Rebecca moaned harshly, panting, wanting to scream at him to just fucking hurry.
    He kissed the inside of her ankle while he began pumping in and out of her in a slow rhythmic motion. Waves of sensation washed over her like honey. She wasn’t used to going slow. It was driving her up, higher and higher, the sensations becoming sharper and sharper until she thought she’d go mad. She looked up at him and met his gaze. He looked hungry. She ran her hand down his hard rippling stomach to where their bodies met. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back as her fingers felt his hot cock slide in and out of her, felt his balls slap against her.
    His hand closed over hers and she opened her eyes again, watching him as he directed her fingers to the little swollen nub nestled in the slick folds of her female flesh.
    He was thrusting into her faster and faster. She sucked in a breath as his finger and hers rubbed over her clit, taking her up until she exploded, shards of sensation radiating through her. She cried out and flung her head back. Jackson drove into her, still rubbing and tenderly pulling at her clit. She bucked against him as the next orgasm hit, even stronger, until she thought she’d splinter and disintegrate. His lips parted on a groan and his eyes narrowed, focusing on hers, plunging into her one last time as he came and shuddered against her, his hot cum filling her.
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    She lay panting as he lowered her legs and lay on top of her, his semi-hard flesh still seated inside her. It felt good to have the weight of this man on her, better than any of her fantasies. She had this irksome fear that no one else would ever measure up.
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    Lora Leigh and Veronica Chadwick

    Chapter Five

    Jackson figured he was screwed, and not just literally, as he rolled to his side, bringing Rebecca’s body close against his chest. Damn, if that hadn’t been the best fuck of his life. The fiery heat and melting passion he found in her was more than amazing, it was downright scary. No woman should be so tight, so hot and wet, her inner muscles sucking every drop of semen from his taut balls until he was gasping.
    This was his Pixie Pest. He remembered the gangly little girl that had followed him so many years ago, hero worship shining in her eyes. She wasn’t a little girl any more, though. She was a full-grown woman, and he’d be damned if she wasn’t like a flame in his arms. And she still made him feel like a hero. He couldn’t believe how hot and hard that made him now. From the moment her eyes had stared into his at that damned bar, he had been ready to explode. It wasn’t normal, he warned himself almost fatalistically.
    And even now, he was semi-hard; his sensitive flesh achingly aware of the slick, hot portal awaiting it inches away. He could feel the smooth satin of her thigh against the sensitive head of his cock. He knew within minutes he would be hard and ready again.
    Dammit, he didn’t need this. All he wanted was a good time, a few beers, a dance or two, and if he got lucky some hot sweaty sex. He hadn’t expected a wildcat that sapped his strength and made him want to howl at the moon in male satisfaction.
    She was resting against him, her breathing slowly evening out, the perspiration