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condoms.
    "All right."
    "I just wanted you to know that I didn't come packing—with the condoms, I mean—because I was expecting something like this to happen. I wasn't."
    "Thank you for telling me."
    Thanks to Danny too, as weird as that felt. Now, Trish wouldn't have to worry about protection. She could enjoy Crash without fear of consequences. They had what they needed because of her brother's quest to get himself and his friend some action on their trip to the Big Apple.
    It would have been nice to think Danny had been most excited about seeing his dear sister before deploying, not about getting laid on this trip, but she'd get over it. Being with Crash would definitely help her move past that slight.
    "Anything else you need to confess?" she asked.
    A self-deprecating smile on his lips, Crash dropped his chin. When he raised his gaze to hers again, he said, "No. I'm done."
    "Not quite, you're not." She glanced pointedly at her underwear.
    He let out a short laugh. "I'm done talking. I haven't even begun with the rest."
    Trish smiled. "That's very good to hear."
    Crash pulled her underwear down and there was no more smiling because things were beginning to get serious. Trish ached from wanting to be filled by him and as if he could sense that, he slid his fingers into her.
    His eyes narrowed. He hissed in a breath through his teeth as he stroked in and out of her. "I need to be inside you."
    "That can be arranged." She licked her lips, her mouth dry just from thinking about it.
    His gaze focused on the action. With a groan he moved back up her body and crashed his mouth against hers. Reaching between them, he zeroed in on her clit, working her with his fingers even as his mouth worked hers. His fingers were large, but they handled the delicate task beautifully.
    His touch was light to start, waking up her tight little bundle of nerves slowly, circling her first in one direction, and then the other. As the pressure of his fingers on her increased, so did her pleasure. His touch sped faster and her muscles bore down, coiling for release. She tipped her hips. He took the cue and responded by working her harder.
    Her breath began to come in quick bursts as he brought her closer to orgasm. She was gasping for breath and bucking against him when he broke the kiss. He latched his teeth onto his lower lip and intensified the speed of his fingers as he studied her face. He was going to watch her as she came and there was nothing she could do about it. Trish couldn't think about that much more as she felt her muscles clench and the climax broke free, sending her body into incredible spasms of pure ecstasy.
    "Shh." Crash shushed her before his mouth covered hers again and she realized she'd been making much too much noise considering her brother was just a wall away.
    Crash didn't let up on her though. He kept working her, pushing her to the next level of pleasure, all while he muffled her cries with his kiss.
    She was weak and breathless when he finally eased his touch on her over-sensitized body, but he didn't go far. He slid two fingers inside her and groaned. "So wet."
    He wasn't kidding. Trish could feel the truth of his statement. She echoed his groan, waiting for what he'd promised her before he'd taken the detour to make her come—him inside her. "Maybe you should take advantage of that."
    "I'm not going to last. I know that already."
    "Then we'll have to do it again. You said you have two condoms?"
    "Yeah, I got two." His voice sounded gruff, husky with need.
    "Good." And good thing Danny was very thorough in his equipping them for this trip. "Put one on."
    For a big man, Crash moved fast. He was up and across the room in no time, pulling the foil packets out of his pants. He shoved his boxer briefs down his legs, stepped out of them and left them on the floor where they'd landed.
    Yes, there was at least one thing more important to Crash than neatness. Trish was happy to see sex rated higher on his list than properly