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shoulders. She tugged as if to pull him nearer, and Luc obeyed, pressing their sweat-slick bodies together from neck to groin as he continued to pound her cunt. He’d never felt anything as amazing as this woman’s body and the sensations it created in him. He fucked her as if he wanted to crawl inside her skin, to get so close to her that not even the air could separate them.
    The feel of her breasts cushioning his chest drove him crazy, almost as crazy as the pleading whimpers that issued from her parted lips every time he hilted inside her. He crushed her mouth under his, swallowing those whimpers, catching them on her tongue and returning them in the form of his own deep, rumbling groans.
    For hours he fucked her—or what seemed like hours to his fevered brain—but in the end, she was the one who climaxed on an echoing scream, leaving him to follow when he could. With the strength of her internal muscles milking his shaft, it didn’t take him long. Three hard, endless thrusts later, he exploded, emptying his entire self into her, until all he could do was sink heavily atop her and wonder whether this amazing woman was really human after all.

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Corinne lay beneath him, pussy throbbing, lungs aching, muscles burning, and struggled to remember the last time she had been this wrung out by sex. She couldn’t. She’d never experienced anything like it. It had been like being hit by a tidal wave, lusting after him the minute she saw him. The urgency and desire…it had been like being under a compulsion, giving her no choice but to take him as soon as possible.
    Wary, she checked for any lingering signs of that driving need, but it seemed to be gone. Oh, she still wanted him, but this time she felt she could wait another few minutes if she had to. Though she’d like it if Page 23

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    she didn’t have to.
    He covered her like a blanket, even if he did weigh a hell of a lot more, blocking out the lights. Her closed eyelids probably helped with the whole light-blocking thing, but who was she to quibble? At the moment, she probably couldn’t even spell quibble, and she was too busy trying to catch her breath to try.
    Mental note, though. As soon as she could remember how to write, she needed to send Reggie a thank you note. This was by far the best present she’d ever received.
    Luc stirred above her, nuzzling the curve of her shoulder, stroking his hands down her sides to cup her ass for an affectionate squeeze. Humming in pleasure, she shifted beneath him, stretching abused muscles and not even wincing at the resulting aches.
    “Are you okay?” His deep voice sounded even deeper, more like a rumble of distant thunder. She felt it as much as heard it.
    “Mm, I thought I was pretty damned fabulous, didn’t you?” He chuckled, his shoulders shaking beneath her fingers. “Oh, absolutely. But I was actually wondering if I hurt you.”
    If her eyes had been open, she’d have rolled them. “Oh, please. Is that like in a manual all men read or something, that you all feel compelled to ask afterward?” She turned her head until she could reach his shoulder and taste the salty tang of his skin. “Trust me, I’m not easy to hurt, and if you did manage it, I can guarantee I wouldn’t have come screaming. Pain equals not my kink.” He grunted in satisfaction and pulled her closer, his half-erect cock still buried inside her. It flexed with the movement, as if waking up from a comfortable doze. Corinne wondered what his average recovery time was like.
    She debated seeing how much effort it would take to find out, but couldn’t work up the energy to exert herself. She felt too warm and sated and cozy to get all ambitious like that. Though now that she thought about it, being able to breath would be nice.
    She nudged his shoulder. “Luc?”
    He grunted but didn’t move. Typical male.
    “Luc, I hate to ruin the mood here, but you’re