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be a fantasy that would be replayed in her head, over and over again, for the rest of her life.
    Travis leaned up on his knees, looming over her sprawled thighs. He gave her a possessive look and then leaned in to press a few kisses on her breasts. “Love these. You have some of the most amazing breasts I’ve ever seen.”
    She flushed with pleasure at his compliment, feeling herself preening mentally. How nice to sleep with a man that actually enjoyed her fuller curves, rather than suggesting a breast reduction.
    He glanced around her room, his gaze moving to the dresser nearby. “Condoms?”
    Of course. She rolled to the side of the bed and slid open her nightstand drawer, pulling out a condom and handing it to him. Her shyness was gone, her excitement building again. She couldn’t wait to have this gorgeous man between her thighs, seated deep inside her, pounding into her. Just the thought made her body tense with anticipation all over again.
    She watched him as he tore open the condom and rolled it down his length. God, he was beautiful. Surely the most beautiful man she’d ever seen. Even his cock seemed perfect for her. She wanted to tell him this, but all she could do was reach out and trace her fingers lightly over his skin, words failing her.
    He didn’t want to hear her talk, after all. He just wanted comfort sex. She had to keep that in mind.
    With the condom on, he glanced back over to Risa and gave her a slow, sultry smile that made her heart pound. Travis leaned over and kissed her even as his hand pressed her thighs wide apart again. She spread her legs, her gaze riveted to his body in the pale moonlight of her room.
    His hand shifted between them, and she felt the head of his cock rub through her slick folds, teasing her. Then, he was poised at the entrance of her core, and he sank deep.
    Risa cried out at the sensation, wrapping her arms around his neck. She hadn’t had sex in a while and the sensation was deliciously tight, and he seemed to fill her completely. Wonder spread through her at the feel of his body between her legs, and his cock sank deep inside her.
    This was perfection.
    Travis gave her another kiss, this one rougher, and began to thrust, his strokes sure and rapid. Helpless to fight the tide of pleasure, Risa clung to him, raising her hips to meet each of his movements in a rough rocking motion that carried both of them forward. Over and over he drove into her, each thrust making her desire build anew, until she was crying out with pleasure, her pussy clenching tight around him.
    And still he stroked into her, as if he had control of iron and was determined to drive her wild.
    Her nails dug into his back, and then her hands slid to his buttocks, driving him harder into her. She needed more from him. Needed this intensity to spiral out of control and take her with it. It was so good that she didn’t want it to ever end—and yet she wanted to shatter in that moment. “Oh God, Travis, you’re incredible,” she blurted, and then immediately felt embarrassed that she’d said something so clearly adoring.
    He simply groaned and leaned in, biting at her lip. “Risa. Sweet Risa.”
    Her name on his lips sent a shiver of pleasure through her, and she tightened her thighs around him, driving him deeper into her with each thrust.
    â€œTravis,” she breathed again, tasting his name on the next thrust.
    As if sensing what she needed, he leaned closer still and murmured her name back to her. “Risa.”
    It was that throaty whisper of her name that made every muscle in her body tense, made her pussy clench, and made the orgasm jolt through her body again, driving her back to the brink for the second time that night.
    Travis growled her name one more time and his thrusts grew jerky, wild, and then he sank over her, his own pleasure sated.
    The room grew really, really quiet. Risa lay in the darkness, afraid to move. He lay on top of