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his tongue trailed lower. And lower still.
    Her breathing sped up until she was panting. His fingers trailed through the curls surrounding her pussy and gently spread the folds.
    He touched his tongue to her clit, and she bolted upward, a sigh of pleasure escaping tightly compressed lips. Over and over, his mouth feathered across the quivering little bud until she was mindless in her ecstasy.
    One finger circled her opening before dipping inside the slightest bit. Then with a quick movement, he sucked her clit between his teeth and nipped as he plunged the finger deeper.
    She went wild, her hands curling tightly around into the sheets. Her head flailed from side to side as her eyes closed tight against the burst of sensation that swept over her.
    “Jaaake!”
    He ignored her, sliding another finger in to join the first. They slid easily in and out of her wetness.
    She was close. She was on the brink of something truly wonderful. But before she could reach out and take it, he stopped.
    He slid back up her body, his muscular thigh parting her legs. His cock, heavy and thick, nudged into her slick folds.
    She stiffened for a moment, a tendril of panic squeezing her chest.
    “Relax, sweetheart. We’re going to take this nice and easy.”
    He propped himself up slightly with one knee and framed her face with his hands. He stared down at her, his expression so gentle, devoid of the hard-ass persona he exuded ninety-nine percent of the time.
    He held her as he fitted his mouth to hers once more. This time, she sucked at his tongue, coaxing it inward. His taste was different from before, and she realized the sexy, musk was her, the evidence of her pleasure.
    One of his hands left her face and reached between them. He reared back and rubbed his cock over the sensitive layers of her pussy. Now coated with her moisture, the head slid easily inside as he pushed forward.
    “Ahhh,” she exhaled as he gained more depth.
    Slowly, methodically, he worked his way deeper. She stretched to accommodate him. Ripple upon ripple of joy coursed through her system.
    Finally his hips pressed tight to hers. Her eyes flashed wide in astonishment. Above her Jake smiled, his eyes gleaming predatorily.
    “Told you I’d fit.”
    “Smug bastard,” she muttered.
    He laughed and worked his hips, flexing his cock against her vaginal walls. “You were made for me, Ellie. Only me.”
    She reached for him, wanting to hold him as he’d held her. He gave in to her need, lowering his body once more until he lay flush against her.
    He placed his forearms on either side of her head as she raised her legs to circle his waist.
    “That’s it,” he whispered against her cheek. “Hold on tight, sweetheart. Ride with me.”
    She loved the contrast in their skin—his dark brown, work-roughened skin to her softer, paler sheen. She relaxed her legs and let her ankles slip until they hooked underneath his ass. Then she slid her palms down his back and over his firm buttocks. They tightened with every powerful thrust, the muscles contracting underneath her fingertips.
    The tension in her pelvis grew. His movements became more forceful, and he increased his speed. Their ragged breathing spilled into the quiet room.
    She closed her eyes, holding on to him for dear life. She felt as though she were a balloon being inflated impossibly large. Every muscle strained to near bursting. Soon she’d pop, and yet the pressure continued to build.
    “Jake!”
    “I’m here, sweetheart,” he rasped in her ear. “Come for me, Ellie. I’m so close.”
    Her cry was lost as he captured her mouth in a passionate brand of ownership. She convulsed wildly, bucking upward to meet his pumping thighs.
    The room grew dim. Blackness edged in her vision. The slap of flesh on flesh ricocheted. Then she broke apart. She simply exploded, unable to bear the mounting frenzy any longer.
    Exquisite bursts of pleasure overwhelmed her until she truly feared passing out. She tried to catch her