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It was something she never did. It wasn’t her. In her life, she’d never had a one night stand. She’d never even dreamt of sleeping with a stranger.
However, she didn’t regret it at the moment. Not with the long solid feel of his cock sliding into her, not with the muscled strength of 44
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his shoulders hot and hard under her clutching fingers.
The storm outside wasn’t the only one she was experiencing.
Usually she wasn’t vocal during sex, but as she felt the full length of his erection sheath itself to the hilt, Kerin moaned.
Loudly.
Shit, she’d have to be mortified later, because it felt so damned good and she really couldn’t help it.
Braced on his arms above her, Jesse had an intense expression on his face, his dark eyes shielded by partially lowered thick lashes. He slid backwards and thrust inside her again, and she felt his wide chest heave against her breasts. “Oh man…”
Her thoughts exactly. Well, not thoughts. Were thoughts possible when your body was on fire?
No, she discovered in the next minutes, they weren’t.
Either her good-looking rescuer had some special skill, or Michael, who was her first and only other sexual partner, hadn’t done something right. This wasn’t anything like the unmemorable sex she remembered. This was different. Wild, exciting, unrestrained, and probably the most reckless thing she’d done in her life, but fantastic just the same.
She slid her fingers into his thick dark hair and dragged his face to hers for a kiss. He obliged with flattering enthusiasm, and the spike of his tongue into her mouth mimicked the same pumping motion of his lower body as he drove into her pussy over and over.
She was going climax again, which amazed her. She’d never had a vaginal orgasm in her life, but as he continued the erotic motion of his lower, body, plunging into her time and again, she felt an overwhelming pleasure and began to reach for that peak.
“I can’t wait,” Jesse said, almost simultaneously with her first shudder. “God, I’m coming.”
Kerin clutched at him wildly, probably leaving scratches on his arms. He went still and taut, his tall body racked with convulsive tremors and she could feel the liquid surge of his release as they Blindsided 45
trembled together. Her pussy milked his cock and he gave it all to her there was little doubt, for they remained that way until they both were spent, limp, and out of breath.
With Michael, in the aftermath, there was always a certain awkwardness, but somehow it didn’t feel that way. Jesse held her, his warm breath fanning her temple, and Kerin reveled in the intimacy of their joined bodies.
Why on earth would it be more comfortable with a complete stranger? A man she’d known less than a day?
Jesse laughed finally and eased free, looking delicious and utterly masculine with dark hair falling over his brow and a wickedly satisfied smile. He fell to his back, put an arm around her, and tugged her body next to him. “I have one word. Wow.”
It was suddenly as if all the events of the day rushed in and piled on top of her. Tired did not even begin to describe the contented lethargy of her body. “Yeah,” she murmured, liking the solid feel of his much larger body next to hers. His skin held a faint clean scent of sweat. “Good word choice.”
“I’m glad you liked it.” He looked at her from under the fringe of his lashes. “I thought it was incredible.”
“I’m glad you care if I liked it,” she said without thinking. “And yes, it was incredible.”
“Of course, I would care.”
“Not necessarily,” she muttered against his sweat-sheened chest.
“Is Smith your real last name?”
Well, she supposed she owed him that much. “No. Burke.”
“Care to tell me why you lied?”
“No,” she replied and drifted into a contented sleep.
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Chapter Four
Thea Benedict fingered her glass, the rhythm of the music throbbing like a giant, macabre