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stabbed her. She panted, eyes closed. Swallowing, he guided his knuckles over the ridge between her soft, wet folds.
    “Oh…” Her eyes flew open and their gazes held as his fingers found her clit and flicked it, this way and that, almost carelessly, and she jolted again and again on top of him, her beautiful mouth open, her eyes shut so tight she looked like she was in pain. Shane cupped her swaying breasts in his hands and ducked to lick them.
    “No,” he said, his hands now clearing her mane off her shoulder and kissing her throat. “I don’t want you to come like this. I want to be inside you.”
    She opened her eyes and her hair fell back over her breasts. Heavenly. There was no other word for her.
    Shane lifted her momentarily off his lap to reposition himself at her entrance. She mewled, and Shane caught her hips. His mouth on hers again, he pulled her down toward his enormous, screaming-for-her, erect cock.
    They watched each other, wide-eyed, as she sank onto him one inch at a time, testing, gauging. Shane willed himself to be still as she adjusted to his girth, and this time a low, guttural sound of satisfaction escaped her lips. Hot and moist, she clamped him as tight as a vice.
    After a moment, she braced her hands against his chest and began to move with the grace of a dancer and the audacity of a warrior. Shane’s hands tightened around her hips. No way he was letting her go.
    She stared into his eyes at length before throwing her head back again, pivoting on his lap, her breasts bouncing beautifully. Wow. Crazy. Surreal. He’d never got involved with all the emotional rubbish before, but here he was, on his knees, supporting her back with one hand as she cantilevered against his body, the other hand now lost in her hair.
    “God, you feel so good ,” he growled, and a look of sheer delight flashed across her face as she leaned away from him, stretching backward with him rock steady inside her, until he could only see her breasts, ribcage, flat tummy, and pussy. He’d be damned if he wasn’t going to enjoy every bit of her.
    He leaned forward with her, his fingers now gripping her shoulders to keep her from falling off him, and a prolonged pull blew his mind. One hand came down, circling her clit again and rubbing her rhythmically as he thrust desperately—to the hilt.
    She clutched at his thighs with her long nails, scratching him, but the pain paled. Nothing compared to the tidal waves washing through him, devastating every resistance. Burning electricity zapped from his brain to his dick, down to his feet and then back again. He wouldn’t have noticed a bomb dropping on them.
    She panted against his mouth, making soft, pleading sounds. Now that he’d tasted and licked her, he wanted to swallow her whole. She clutched his arms, moaning, her eyes unfocused as Shane continued to thrust inside her with such ardor it scared him. He watched her lips turn dark, saw the flush in her face and throat. Her pussy grabbed him, milking him savagely.
    “Oh, please don’t stop fucking me,” she begged.
    “Never. I’ll fuck you forever.”
    He knew she would be fantastic, but he hadn’t been prepared for anything like this.

 
     
     
     
    Chapter Six
     
    The feel of him inside her was excruciatingly delicious, like something she hadn’t experienced before, and Olivia realized that in fact, she never had. Because this was not her body he caused explosions in, not her body impaled on Shane’s penis, but a stranger’s.
    It was a stranger’s nipples he sucked, Hunter’s folds he licked with his hot tongue, driving her over the edge. Shane did to Hunter all the things he’d wanted to do to Olivia, and now she could only be a helpless spectator as they writhed in passion on the floor of the boat named after her, his wife .
    The fact that Shane had burning sex with another woman was mitigated—for now—by the uncontrollable sensations sliding across her skin, inside her body and very soul.
    She had