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cock. He pulled back, out of range.
    “I want to come inside you. I’ve never seen a woman so wet and ready. How long’s it been?”
    “ Three and half years.” She hadn’t figured the time until her body had gone into overdrive at first sight of Tyce again. Then it all caught up to her at once.
    There it was, out there, never to be taken back. She was desperate, sex-starved and at his mercy. She held her breath, waiting for his reaction.
    He looked disbelieving. “You were married four.”
    “ Harris was ill far longer than he let on. He needed me.”
    Tyce nodded. He ’d always understood family obligation and wouldn’t doubt hers.
    He absently rubbed his cock as he bent to root around in his jeans pocket. Her mouth watered again.
    She nodded, trying to contain her arousal at the sight of him treating his erection as if he was the only one allowed to play with it.
    He tore open the condom package. “Then I assume you’re not on birth control.”
    It wasn ’t a question and for that she was grateful. He didn’t doubt her fidelity and accepted her integrity, speaking volumes about the kind of man he’d become.
    He placed the condom on the tip of his cock, but she couldn ’t resist another taste. “Wait.”
    The salty heated tang of his flesh called to her and she indulged herself for long moments while he groaned and jutted into her mouth, torturing them both. Rocking his hips forward and back he mimicked the act until she moaned with want.
    He settled her back down on the sofa, rolled the condom on then draped one of her legs over the sofa back.
    She felt the tip of this penis at her entrance and blossomed again as she strained toward him.
    “I want you inside. Now.” She said with a thrust that gave her little more than his tip. He plunged the rest of the way and she rejoiced in the sudden heat and pressure. The slide out made her inner muscles cling in a mad grab to keep him in.
    Too long, she chanted to herself, toolongtoolongtoolong. The push pull of his heavy penis dragged at her insides, creating havoc along her nerve endings. The rub of his pubis against hers, the delicious tug of stickiness on her clit, the heat of him covering her, the scent of his sex and need, the feel of his taut muscles under her palms all combined into the most glorious orgasm she ’d ever experienced. Exquisite pulses of sensation overwhelmed as they soothed, drove her to heights even as they eased her ache.
    His pulses matched hers and he bit gently into her shoulder as he pushed into her with his own release. A cry exploded in her ear as he spurted against her inner walls and she took all he gave.
    Tyce climbed off quickly, without a word, leaving her stunned and disquieted. She heard the shower while she slipped into her robe. The water ran and ran until she got the hint. He didn ’t want to talk, didn’t want to face her.
    Setting her fingers against her lips, she suddenly realized that not once during their encounter had he kissed her. There had not been one iota of affection given, not a smile, not even a buss on the cheek.
    It was exactly what he’d said it would be. A fuck. Two adults: one with a problem, the other with the fix.
    She couldn ’t remember anything shaming her as much as the idea that Tyce Branton couldn’t bring himself to kiss her.
    Obviously the man was still angry with her and he didn ’t want to talk about what happened between them today or back in the trailer park.
    Fine. They wouldn ’t talk.
    For now.
    But if he thought this was over, he was sadly mistaken.

 
     
     
    Six
    The Wax Job
     
    Tyce arrived for work the next morning tired and spent. He ’d had a hard night in more ways than one.
    He never should have messed with Lisa in the pool house. He ’d thought to have her after all this time would put a lot of demons to rest, but the idea backfired.
    Instead of clearing her out of his system, sex with Lisa had created more of a mess. Now that he knew her body, he wanted to know