All Smoke No Fire
her lip, she glanced at his face, then away. “So, what does the boss want—”
    He grasped her shoulders, twisted her, lifting her to lay under him on the bed, spreading her legs with his knees.
    “Oh.” Her eyes popped wide, but a smile curved her lips.
    She liked being dominated? Hell, he liked that she admitted being in a dry spell, sexually. He’d definitely make sure that during their time together in New Orleans, he’d make up for that abstinence, exponentially.
    Dax braced his hands on each side of her head. Looking down into her beautiful eyes, her hair fanned out above her, her lips parted with her fast breaths, he knew he couldn’t wait another second to take her. “You’re gonna feel me, Marilou, all the way to your belly, and we’re gonna come together, fast and crazy, kitten.”
    She swallowed and wiggled her whole body, her feet rubbing his calves, her hands exploring his sides, his back. “Make me come, Dax. Take me hard and wild.”
    He growled, then slid a hand under her ass, pulling her lower body up off the bed. “Wrap your legs around my hips, lock your feet at my back.”
    She immediately did as he requested, putting her body right where he wanted it. His cock throbbed at the juncture of her thighs and he grasped himself, rubbing the head of his shaft on her slick folds, lubricating himself in her juices.
    With each pass, her body jittered. “Want you. Inside.” Her whispers came on breathless sighs. “Dax.”
    His name on her perfect lips, her darkened gaze locked with his, her hands wrapped around his flexed biceps—it was more than he could resist. With one thrust of his hips, he seated himself deep inside her, his eyes rolling back as the heat, the tight suction, the slick softness of her surrounded his cock.
    “Yes, more.” She moved her hips, he gripped her ass, then pulled out of her canal, her body tightening around him as if to keep him inside. He drove back in, a wild thrust that had them both crying out.
    Then he moved, his hips taking up a quick rhythm, punctuated by slow, easy thrusts, switching back to fast and hard. She kept up, moving her hips to the beat, and Dax released his grip on her ass and set his hand next to her head, needing two arms to keep his body from collapsing onto her. She weakened him, took all he had, and begged for more.
    He’d never known this intense of a coupling. Couldn’t remember ever wanting sex to last forever. Until Marilou.
    Her cries turned manic as he rammed himself home, over and over, until her channel tightened around him so fiercely, his body overrode his mind and his climax roared from his balls. Flashing red behind his eyelids, everything went hot and silent, as if the entire world had stopped.
    Marilou’s soft whimpers brought him back from his incredible orgasm, and he felt her pussy quivering along the length of his shaft. With one hand, he unlocked her legs from around him and lowered her to the bed, still deep inside her. Propping on his elbows, he continued to move slowly, his cock in her pussy, not wanting to leave.
    When her gaze met his, he kissed her, watching a smile spread on her face. “I didn’t think I could come again so quickly.” She ran her hand over his cheek. “You’ve got…fire.”
    He kissed her again, pulled out from her, and rolled onto his back, taking her with him to lie on his chest. “I had fire, kitten. I think you burned me out just now.”
    She giggled. “We’ll see what we can do to rekindle it.”
    He closed his eyes, liking how casual this was, how easy and still extremely powerful.
    Marilou lifted her head from his chest. “I was going to show you…”
    “Oh, you did. And I plan on letting you show me a few hundred more times.” He swatted her butt.
    She smirked at him. “Dax, you’re a charmer.” Reaching to the wall of the bus, she slid open a one-by-one foot window. “I had this installed aftermarket.”
    “Whoa, a window?” The flat farmlands stretched to the horizon, the

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