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Ren’s harshly whispered words brushed her lips before he dove back into the kiss. Sadie wanted him crazy for her. She trailed her thumb over the thick head then teased beneath the notch of it. Her other hand went to work on his sensitive balls. Beneath the touch of her fingertips, the heavy sacs tightened and puckered, and she didn’t have to be an MD to know how he must love this. Finally, he gripped her shoulders and prodded Sadie to her knees.
    The cool air instantly hit her warmish, wet torso, invoking a shiver, but that faded away under the hot look in Ren’s eyes. Gone were her inhibitions and doubts about the appearance of her body. No, she wasn’t perfect, and his obvious admiration, the need burning in his eyes, served to bring out the wicked in her.
    Giving in, she cupped her hands over her breasts. Ren’s face went hard. A muscle worked in his strong jaw. “Yeah, babe. That’s perfect. Touch yourself.”
    Sadie focused on him as she plied her breasts, played with them, stroked her aching nipples until raw need pulsed a jungle rhythm in her belly. Her pussy ached, too, so she drew her hands over her belly, paused at the slight roundness there and finally moved to stroke her pussy.
    “Fuck.”
    Oh, yeah, Ren liked that. His hand went to his erection, and he grabbed it in one fist as his eyes slid to half-mast. His low groan melded with the soft lapping of the water in the tub.
    “Spread your pussy lips. I want to see. Ah, yeah, that’s it. Pink and beautiful,” he said.
    Sadie’s body creamed with each word he spoke. Inner muscles contracted. Now that he’d been inside her, she truly understood how it felt to be empty, and the knowledge shook her. She wanted his cock thrusting high, hard, and deep into her pussy. She wanted to come and come and come while crying his name.
    Had she ever been more turned on? The answer was ridiculously easy.
    No.
    Dear. God. No.
    Giving in to the unspoken demand, she touched herself, parted, stroked and sent her fingers deep into her body. She found her clit, circling slowly, pressing until a tiny pitiful sound passed her lips. An aching ball of need rolled tightly through her belly. “Touch me. Ren, please.”
    Her whispered plea sounded a little pathetic but she couldn’t help it. If he didn’t take over now, she would scream in sheer frustration. Seconds ticked by. Panic began to set in as she fingerfucked herself, and then he was there. Big rough hands gripped her thighs, stroked her flesh. He straightened a bit in the tub, bringing his face close to her belly. Taking over for her, he quickly removed her hands and put his mouth on her cunt.
    Oh, yes!
    Instant pleasure took over, a pounding lust that burned higher, flamed brighter as he ate her out. Sadie gripped his hair and held on for the ride until she was a whimpering mass of hungry woman who could only beg and plead for anything he had to offer. Stiffening, she sucked in a breath and held it as her body spasmed, tightening as orgasm rolled through her like a shockwave.
    As the final waves of pleasure receded, she opened her eyes to see him roll a condom into place over his cock. SEALs must be masters at thinking ahead because he’d grabbed up a couple of them when they’d headed into the bathroom earlier. Had to love an optimistic, take-charge man.
    “Gotta fuck you, Sadie.”
    She could handle that.
    His hands slid over her ass, fingers flexing on rounded hips as he encouraged her to sink down until her pussy hovered over the head of his cock. Hanging on for dear life, Sadie sank her fingers into his bronzed, broad shoulders, loving the way he dragged his erection through her drenched flesh. He circled it over her clit, pressing, pressing, and then his fingers joined the play. When he lightly pinched the hooded, swollen bit, she almost blasted off again.
    Whimpering with need, Sadie sank over him. His erection filled her to capacity, stretching her sensitive flesh. There was no doubt she’d be sore beyond