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turned back to her, tossing the condoms on the dining table before dealing with his holster, badge, and belt.
    Darcy continued to strip while he did, her movements rushed and without artifice yet still sexy as hell. Those heavy-lidded eyes…the flushed cheeks…the glistening parted lips…
    Everything about her screamed “sex” to him. He almost tripped in the process of toeing out of his boots, and forced himself to stand still while he tore open the button fly of his jeans. The freeing of his engorged cock was such a relief he groaned, a sound he repeated with more vehemence when she kicked off her panties and set her hands on her hips. Waiting. Naked. Ready.
    He grabbed one of the two boxes of condoms and ripped it open, snagging a string of foil-wrapped packages in grasping fingers. Prowling forward, Jared separated one square and caught the rest between his teeth, deftly suiting up as he closed the distance between them.
    Wide-eyed, she backed away. Her chest heaved with panting breaths; her tongue darted out to wet dry lips. He pursued her to the couch, watching as the backs of her legs hit the edge of the cushions and she sprawled into them.
    He shoved the coffee table aside with a push of his foot, his focus solely on her and the feminine hunger that poured off her in waves of near-tangible heat. She stared at his dick with an avarice that made his balls tighten. His jaw unclenched on a deep inhale, releasing the condoms to fall to the floor.
    Crowding her into the corner, Jared caught the back of the sofawith his left hand and cupped her pussy with his right, looming over her.
    “Oh!” she gasped in that little girl voice that drove him crazy.
    “Good,” he growled, his fingertips gliding through silky moisture. “You’re wet and hot. Primed for fucking.”
    Her neck arched back as he parted the lips of her cunt and massaged her clit. “Yes. Do it.”
    Bending his head, he caught her upraised lips before he thought about it. Kissing wasn’t an act he much cared for himself. Or so he’d thought. But then his mind had shut off at some point between the unhooking of her bra and the removal of her panties. He was eating at her mouth as if he could sate his hunger that way, devouring her, delving into the silken recesses with a greed he couldn’t control.
    Her low moan only goaded his ferocious need. He sucked on her tongue as she licked into his mouth, sliding the circle of his lips up and down the slender protrusion, relishing the way she shivered and slickened the hand massaging her pussy.
    With eyes half lidded with desire, Jared lifted his head and watched her as he pushed two fingers into her, watched the way her swollen lips parted on a gasp. He penetrated her slowly, deliberately, holding her gaze with his so that he owned her pleasure. He took her to the knuckles, then withdrew, biting his lower lip at how tight and plush she felt. How slick and hot.
    “Umm,” he purred, his dick aching with the need to be where his fingers were. “Open your legs wide, Darcy. Let me get to you.”
    Her lithe thighs spread gracefully, her heels lifting to the couch and her knees falling open. Presented with a beautifully pink and depilated pussy, Jared felt his tenuous control slipping by the moment. He pumped his fingers deep and fast, over and over, fucking her pretty juicy cunt until she was grinding her hips into his hand and making sexy little noises. She cupped her tits in a kneadinggrip, her fingers tugging at the hard little nipples, her breath escaping her arched throat in mewling pants.
    All the while he hovered over her mouth, teasing her with tantalizing flicks of his tongue, staying just far enough out of reach that she couldn’t have the deep French kiss they both craved. It would be too much, he’d lose his mind and his restraint, and he needed her to come first. Needed to ease the desperate tightness of her pussy. Because once he got into her, all bets were off.
    “Yes.” She gasped, her slim