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in, tasting him. His hands tightened in her hair again.
    “No more,” he ground out.
    “But I—”
    “Flat on the bed. Legs open. Now.”
    His commanding tone weakened her knees. Anticipation echoed through her as she obliged and fell back onto the mattress. He pulled a condom from his pant’s pocket and tossed it onto the bed before kicking his jeans off and climbing between her legs. He reached over his shoulder, and in one swift move, tore off his shirt. Two hundred pounds of hard, rippling muscle hovered over her. The man was one stunning specimen—and he was focused in on her. Molten lava. That’s how his sharp, carnal gaze made her feel.
    He tossed the shirt away, and put his hand back on her body, his eyes full of fierce need as he stroked strong fingers down her neck, between her breasts. “I could spend days just touching you.”
    She uttered something unintelligible, and he fell over her, crushing her, and his mouth found hers for a hot kiss, deep and possessive, his tongue stroking and teasing, fucking her mouth. She savored the taste as he reduced her to a mass of trembling need. God, no man had ever kissed her like this before. His damp cock pulsed between her thighs and fiery lust gathered inside her. She ran her nails over his back, pulling him to her, and lifting her hips, aching for him to fill her.
    Take me…
    His deep growl fell over her. “Stop moving or I’ll tie you to this bed for the whole weekend,” he warned, arousal straining his words.
    Her pulse leaped. “Maybe I’d like that.”
    “Fuck.” He tore his mouth from hers, and pressed urgent, open-mouthed kisses to her body. He ate at her, his tongue and teeth greedy as he gripped her hips, forcing her legs open wider. She ground herself against him as he drove a finger inside her. Heat, so much heat. Her hips came off the bed as he slid up her body, his muscles flexing, his finger still inside her. Tension mounted, the hot friction like lightning to her nerves. “You have the prettiest cunt, and for the next two days it’s all mine.”
    His filthy, explicit words pushed her to the edge, but it was the way he looked at her, like she was the most important woman in the world, that nearly made her come again. She wiggled against him, and when he pinned her down, she moaned. He ripped into the condom with his teeth, and quickly sheathed himself.
    He grabbed her legs. “Put them around me.”
    She slid them around his back and squeezed as he went up on one arm, rubbing his hard cock along the length of her crevice. Delirious, wild with need, she lifted her hips. Her sex ached for him. Ached. She moved again, trying to force him in.
    “More. Please.” Oh, God, she was begging for it. She’d never begged for anything before
    “Such a greedy girl.”
    “Linc,” she moaned as she writhed beneath him.
    He offered her an inch, and she whimpered. “You want to be fucked?”
    Her body was on fire, every nerve ending tingling—desperate for it. Desperate for him. “Fuck me,” she groaned. “Now.”
    He jerked his hips forward, shoving himself into her with one hard thrust.
    “Linc,” she cried out. He paused for one second, giving her a reprieve, then powered into her. She scratched at his back, her fingernails pulling at his skin.
    He shifted for deeper penetration. “Take all of me.”
    “Yes.” She gulped in air as her muscles rippled around him. “So good.” How can it be so good?
    His groin pounded against hers, as his mouth settled possessively. This kiss was demanding, needy, taking what he wanted, but giving so damn much in return. He slipped a finger between their bodies.
    Her breath came fast, too fast. She shook against him. “Oh yes, just like that,” she murmured, her voice rough with desire.
    Her hands raced over him with aroused eagerness. She closed her eyes, her body thrumming, entirely lost in the moment.
    He found one of her hands, brought it to his mouth and wet it. Their moans of pleasure merged when he