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spread the lips of her sex wide, he carefully guided the head of his cock into her opening. Careful because he knew he was big and he didn’t want to hurt her. Not that way, at least. He paused there, meaning to catch his breath, but Jillian wrapped her smooth legs around him, and all he could do was plunge inside. Into that dark, moist heat, into that tight, pulsing tunnel. He pulled out, thrust again, all the way to the hilt. He was buried deep inside her, exactly where he needed to be, and it felt damn good.
    “Yes, honey, that’s it. You can take it all,” he ground out.
    Jillian met each thrust with her own, driving him on. He grabbed her firm ass cheeks in his hands, pulled her hips up higher, knowing at that angle he could grind against her clit with each thrust.
    She was gasping rhythmically now, bucking beneath him. His cock was heavy with blood and lust, burning with the need to come, but he held back, waiting for her. Her clenching pussy was driving him wild. Each plunge drove him higher, sent shards of pleasure lancing through him. He couldn’t hold on much longer.
    “I need to fuck you hard, baby.”
    “Do it, Cam!”
    “I need to fuck you, baby…”
    He thrust into her, into her hot, waiting sheath. She wrapped her legs around his back, pulling him in tighter. Her arms were around his neck, her face buried in his shoulder, biting, sucking. He loved it. His hands dug into the soft flesh of her ass as he sped up, pounding into her like a freight train now. In and out, harder, faster. His cock was ready to explode.
    Jillian let out a guttural cry and her velvet pussy convulsed around him, setting him off. He came hard and fast, like a rocket going off in his cock, reverberating through his belly, his whole body. He yelled something, he didn’t know what. Didn’t matter. Just keep coming. Coming so damn hard he couldn’t think of anything else. Just feel. Just feel this ripping-hard orgasm and Jillian shaking beneath him.
    He kissed her face all over, couldn’t seem to stop kissing her. God, she was fucking beautiful.
    “Love you, honey.”
    “Love you, too.”
    When was the last time he’d felt this good? When was the last time he’d felt so close to her? This is what they’d needed. This would fix them. Maybe not all at once. But eventually. Meanwhile, even if the practice killed him, what a way to go!
     

     
    Jillian lay beneath the warmth of her husband’s big body. She felt wonderful. Her whole system was still buzzing with the aftershocks of two of the most powerful orgasms of her life. Her husband, the man she loved, was pressed against her still. And for the first time in far too long, she felt a hint of the happiness she’d been missing.
    Cam had been right, she thought. This was going to help them. It was going to help her. While she’d been in his arms, while he’d been tormenting her with pleasure, she hadn’t thought once about losing the baby.
    Damn!
    There it was, the memory that had kept her mind tied up in grief for almost a year. She squeezed her eyes shut.
    Not now.
    But it was too late. She pushed Cam off her, rolled onto her side.
    “Honey, what’s wrong?”
    He sounded truly confused. Well, he was a man. She couldn’t expect him to be psychic, especially only moments after sex.
    The tears started. She couldn’t help it. Maybe it was the powerful orgasms, or just the hour of closeness, but she felt all opened up inside. Cam’s hand slid over her shoulder, but she flinched away. Despite the closeness they’d just shared, she couldn’t stand his touch. She was too raw. It would send her over the edge, and she might never come back.
    “Jillian. Please.” He bent over her side, kissing her shoulder, trying to pull her against his body, but she couldn’t let him.
    She sat up, intending to flee to the bathroom, but he wouldn’t allow her to. He held her tight in his arms, pressing her into the warmth of his big, solid body. A sob escaped her.
    “I can’t do this,