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you,” he
growled as he stripped hurriedly, staring down at her, his face flushed, his
lips heavy with sensuality. “So damned tiny my lust for you terrifies me at
times. Each time I watch my cock burrow into you, I’m amazed you can take me.”
    There were times
it amazed her.
    “Sam.” She was
panting with excitement now.
    “I hope you’re
ready for me, Heather,” he said softly as he freed the heavy, thick flesh of
his cock from his jeans.
    She licked her
lips nervously. He was raging hard. The plum-shaped head pulsed in demand, the
skin over the steel-hard shaft stretched tight.
    “Turn over.” Her
gaze flew to his as he muttered the order.
    She knew what he
wanted. In that second, she was well aware that the bad boy she had missed so
desperately was back. And he was back with a vengeance.
    “I haven’t…” She
shook her head quickly. She wasn’t ready. She had stopped preparing herself for
it when his lovemaking had become more tender, though no less hungry or
demanding.
    He smiled tightly.
“That’s when it’s better, baby. So tight and hot I know my head will come off
when I shoot my come inside that sweet ass. When I hear you scream, because you
don’t know if it’s pleasure or pain.”
    His jeans were
discarded, his shirt thrown to the floor as he turned and removed the tube of
lubricating gel from the bedside table.
    “Turn over,
Heather. Don’t make me tie you to the bed.”
    She shivered at
the demand. At the thought of being tied down.
    “Like that
thought, do you?” Several silk ties were snagged from the drawer then. “Let’s
see how much.”
    She fought him.
She wasn’t about to give in without a fight. She struggled and cursed his easy
strength as he dragged her up the bed, held her down and restrained her wrists
to the slats of the headboard, spreading her thighs as he positioned himself
between them. She was spread out for him, thighs spread, her cunt so hot and
wet she could feel the juices lying thick along the tender lips.
    “Damn, I could
almost come just looking at you.” He leaned forward instead, his lips covering
a painfully hard nipple as Heather cried out, arching against him, helpless
now, wary of the streaking excitement that flashed through her blood stream.
She liked it. Liked being vulnerable, tied down for his pleasure.
    “Sam.” She bucked
against him, so desperate for his touch now she knew she would go insane if he
didn’t hurry and fuck her soon.
    “Uh uh, baby.” He
raised his head, his lips wet from his ministrations at her breast, his eyes
dark, ravenous. “It’s time to see what you’re tempting. Next time you play
games with me, Heather, you’ll think of this.”
    Oh yeah. That was
really going to scare her, she thought. Then he pulled one of the toys that had
gone unused from the table by the bed. Her eyes widened as he pulled it from
its protective package.
    The thick, supple
dildo was nearly as large as his cock. He smiled wickedly as her eyes widened.
    “I haven’t shared
you all these months, Heather, for a reason,” he informed her silkily. “We made
the decision. Me. Cade. Brock. No more sharing. Do you want to know why, baby?”
    She shook her
head, her breath catching as he pushed several pillows beneath her hips,
elevating her, lifting her to give him better access to the small entrance she
knew he was determined to take now. After arranging her as he wanted, he
squeezed a thick row of the lubricating gel on his fingers.
    “Yes, you do.” His
voice was soft now, dangerous in its completely sexual intent. “I’m going to
tell you anyway. Because when I do this…” His fingers tucked into her anal
entrance. “And hear this…” He pushed two into her slowly, surely, as a long,
tremulous cry tore from her throat. “I want to know it’s all for me.”
    Heather’s back
arched as he filled the small opening with his fingers, stretching her, sending
a fiery pleasure streaking through her body so destructive she feared she