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eyes of a complete stranger. A naked stranger. While she lay naked beside him.
    She shook her head and laughed. “I can’t believe we did this.”
    He returned her smile. He no longer looked like a tough as nails sniper with a SWAT team. With his sexily mussed hair and bedroom eyes, he looked more like a porn star. “No regrets, I hope.” He traced the curve of her breasts, then tucked his finger in her cleavage.
    “No regrets,” she answered, and was a little surprised that she meant it. “We didn’t actually…you know…”
    “Fuck?”
    She laughed, an uncharacteristically childish giggle. “Yeah.”
    “Have sex?” He grinned devilishly. “Fornicate?” He crawled over her to cage her beneath him. “Have intercourse?” He tickled her ribs, and she squealed in protest. “Screw? Boink? Penetrate?”
    “Stop!” She laughed, trying to throw him aside, but he wouldn’t budge. The man was at least two hundred pounds of muscle.
    “Bump uglies?” He laughed against her mouth and kissed her smile. “You really think we’re done here?”
    “I don’t know,” she teased, trailing a hand down his torso. “Are we done here?”
    His cock jerked in her hand. She wrapped her fingers around his semi-flaccid prick and gave him one long stroke from base to tip.
    “I was just…ah, Marienna.”
    “Just what?” She licked her lips as he watched her tongue.
    “I was just, you know…gearing up for…oh, yeah.”
    His cock grew hard in her hand. A drop of moisture pearled against his slit, and she ran her thumb through it, coating the tip of his cock before working down again. “Gearing up?”
    “Yeah. For round two.” He dropped his forehead to the mattress beside her, but remained suspended over her body, braced on his elbows and knees. He licked and nibbled her neck, warming her with his hot breath.
    “You’ve got nice hands, Marienna.”
    “And you’ve got a nice cock.”
    His lips brushed the sensitive skin behind her ear, and he whispered, “I want to fuck you.”
    Goose bumps popped out all over her skin. Not only from his breath brushing her ear, but by the words he used. Her little fantasy was becoming so entwined with this reality, Mari wasn’t sure exactly what to believe.
    “I’d rather screw.”
    He laughed, a low rumbling sound in her ear that made her smile. “We can screw later. Right now I want to fuck.”
    “I think I can accommodate, Lieutenant.”
    He rolled away and reached for his wallet. “I’ve only got one.” He wagged a condom package toward her. “We’ll have to make it last.” He stroked his cock, and Mari’s jaw dropped. She took in deep, panting breaths. The man was masturbating for her.
    She hoped he didn’t expect a response, because her brain was again unable to send word-forming messages to her mouth. She pulled her lower lip between her teeth and groaned.
    “You like to watch?” He wrapped his fist around his thick cock and dragged it down to the base.
    Mari made another noise, a suitably affirmative sound, and watched him pleasure himself.
    “Slide up on the bed, Marienna. Lie in the middle. On your back.”
    She did as he directed, never releasing her gaze from his fist that slid up and down his staff.
    “That’s right. Comfortable?”
    Mari nodded, then reached for him.
    “Not yet. Soon.” He handled his cock with less care than she would have. He pulled on it until the skin wrinkled, then shoved back down toward his pelvis. “Pull your legs back,” he whispered. “Lie open for me…oh, yeah. Just like that. God, your pussy is pretty. I love how you keep it shaved like that. Spread your lips open…fuck, yeah.”
    Mari didn’t wait for more direction. She slid two fingers into her heat while spreading herself open for his appreciation.
    “Touch your clit.”
    She did, and her hips jerked off the bed.
    “Fuck, that’s hot.” He stroked harder. “Put another finger in.”
    She twisted her hand around, her pinky and thumb framing her opening. She