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through her at the sight of him freeing his thick cock from his jeans.
    “Who else have you been with, Sarah?” he asked again, digging his fingers into the backs of her thighs as he picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. He pinned her body to the door with his, slipped his hand between them to position his cock and then rammed into her.
    She gripped his shoulders tight, her head fell against the door and she groaned loud from the electric rush that zipped through her, hot as fire.
    “Who?” he demanded, pushing into her again.
    She could hardly think, let alone speak. Her orgasm was already starting to rage toward the surface, filling up her every sense the way it felt as though he was filling up every single inch of her body. She was going to come hard, and she was going to come fast.
    “No one,” she gasped on another hard thrust.
    “Why?” He ground the question out through clenched teeth, pounded his hips, his cock, into her, staking his claim.
    “Because there is no one else,” she said, meeting his eyes with a matching ferocity, challenging and submitting at the same time. “There never has been,” she breathed, closing her eyes against the tears that threatened to rise. It wasn’t technically true—God and George both knew well how much that wasn’t true—but it wasn’t a lie either. Not the way she meant it.
    No one had ever made her feel the way George made her feel. She knew it was absolutely foolish to think he would ever see her as anything but the little bar slut who’d fucked him at the end of a long line of one-night stands, but something in her had been begging for her to try from the moment he’d taken her up to his apartment instead of just letting her leave that first night.
    His response was a tightening of the arm that had her around the waist, a kiss that stole the last of her breath and a slight slowing of the rapid pace he’d started until they were banging into the door in a steady rhythm. She clung to him with everything she had, both of them crying out on each upward thrust as the pressure built to the point she thought she was going to catch on fire from the inside out.
    At the very moment she needed him to, he plunged deep. A primal growl rolled up from deep within his chest and over her as his body came to a glorious, shuddering finish. She could feel him throbbing inside her as her body pulled up tight, and then cried out long and loud as her answering orgasm rocked her down to the very foundation of her being.

Chapter Six
     
    He’d been so happy to see her standing in the doorway, and then mad as hell that she was in one piece after he’d spent so much time worrying something bad had happened to her. When he thought he could move without dropping her, he got his weight under her and lifted so he was no longer crushing her small body to the door with his.
    “I’m sorry,” he whispered, ashamed of himself for pretty much assaulting her.
    “No,” she whispered back, lacing her fingers in his hair and moving his head back so she could look at him. “No,” she repeated, face flushed and eyes looking a little unfocused.
    Before she could say anything else the unmistakable sound of a car window being smashed in made them both jump high. George set her on her feet gently, found her jeans and helped her into them as quickly as he could. He picked up her shoes, shoved them at her and told her to stay put while he tucked his blissfully spent cock back into his pants. She looked up at him, wide-eyed and clearly frightened, and nodded then gasped as an enormous thump resonated against one of the front windows, rattling the neons against the pane but not breaking the glass.
    “What the fuck?” George clutched Red protectively against him when an ear-splitting crack sounded against the door behind her, pulled her farther into the room and set her on a bar stool as far from the windows as possible. He got an old and well-worn bat from behind the bar, handed her