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Susanna put her
feet on his ass, holding him there.
    She looked into his eyes. In a quiet voice, she
said, “You don’t come until I say.”
    Heat flooded his body, and Tomas shook with
need. Staying still, he felt her hot pussy wrapped around him, her
strong inner muscles clenched tight. He wanted to suck her nipples
and kiss her perfect mouth, but he couldn’t move.
    If he did, he would explode.
    Susanna stroked his cheek with her fingertips.
“Fuck me. And don’t stop,” she said. “Keep fucking me. I’ll tell
you when you can come.”
    Withdrawing from her, Tomas left only the tip of
his knob inside, then he plunged back in, hard. Over and over he
pounded into her, going insane. Unable to stop. Unable to come. He
would have to pull out. There was no choice.
    Waiting to come wouldn’t be an option in about
one more second, one more stroke into her.
    “Come now,” she gasped. “Give me all you
have.”
    Blinding light blotted out his vision, and Tomas
pounded into her. He felt her quiver and then turn to steel
underneath him. Susanna screamed with the power of her climax, and
as she convulsed around him, he let go.
    The orgasm that surged was so strong it consumed
him. It ripped through his body, and turned his muscles to rock.
His abdomen tightened and his balls constricted as his cock
spurted, with her tight channel locked around him. On and on, he
poured out every drop, the tremors sucking every ounce of strength
he had.
    Susanna relaxed underneath him, and when Tomas
could catch a breath, he kissed her tenderly. Her lips were soft
and forgiving. She was an angel; truly she was. He brushed a few
strands of hair away from her face, and after quickly disposing of
the condom he fell on the bed next to her.
    Pulling her into his arms, Tomas held her
feminine form close, knowing what he had just experienced was
impossible. Just as her very appearance in his life was. But he
wasn’t about to question fortune. As long as Susanna was in his
arms, life was good. And he didn’t plan on letting her get
away.

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Chapter 4
    Susanna rolled onto her stomach and bunched a
pillow under her head. She looked over at Tomas. A tattoo of a
black rose was etched on the back of her left shoulder. A stream of
petals flowed down her left side to her waist, where several
drifted together as though caught at the base of her spine. In the
cascade of falling black petals, there was one silver one.
    Running a finger over the design, Tomas admired
the artwork. “Your tattoo is beautiful.”
    She just looked at him.
    “What does it mean?”
    After closing her eyes for a moment, Susanna
looked at him again. “I think the black rose is sad, don’t
you?”
    “I guess. In a way.”
    “Don’t you think it suits me?”
    He traced around the black rose with his
fingertips, and followed the loose petals to her low spine. “Very
much.” He looked at her. “Are you sad?”
    Susanna didn’t show her feelings like he
expected she would. Her pale skin and big blue eyes gave her a
youthful appearance. But the heavy black makeup around her eyes and
the Gothic-like tattoo made her seem dark.
    She seemed to consider his question.
    “Yes, often I’m sad.”
    Leaning over, Tomas kissed her round, firm ass,
and ran his tongue over her sweet skin. “I don’t want you to be
sad.”
    For a minute, she was thoughtful. “What’s that
tattoo you have on your back?”
    Tomas fingered the tattoo on his upper back.
“Oh, that. Just something I did in high school. It’s a Celtic
knot.”
    “Let me see it again.”
    He turned to give her a view of the design then
turned back.
    She looked interested. “It says dangerous . Should I be afraid?”
    Tomas smiled. “Yes, very afraid.”
    She giggled.
    “No, I just used to fight a lot in school. The
guys I hung with, Sean, Bradan, and Nic, we were sort of a gang. I
mean, we didn’t look for fights, but they seemed to find us .”
    “Are you still a gang?”
    Tomas shrugged. “Nah. We grew up.