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think for one second I’m not dying
to be inside you without one.”
    Before she could say that she wanted that, too, he
gruffly hooked his arms behind her knees and hoisted her thighs around his
solid, muscular waist. The head of his cock grazed her swollen clit and Eve
shuddered.
    Hurry. Hurry before this all
turns out to be dream and I wake up.
    Donavan grasped the base of his shaft and pressed
the thick head of his cock to the entrance of her wet pussy. The initial
pressure hit her like a freight train. Stretching her to the limit, he pushed
deeper. As he filled her inch by inch, her body started to shake.
    “Relax,” Donavan whispered.
    Though his voice was soothing, he sounded out of
breath. She lifted her gaze to his handsome face and noticed the muscle in his
jaw flexing. It was then she realized he was desperately trying to go slow for
her benefit. Was he scared of hurting her?
    A sudden warmth spread through Eve’s chest. Was
that sensation admiration for his selfless efforts? Envy of his willpower? Or
was it something more?
    She couldn’t self-analyze right now. The need to
have his cock buried inside of her trumped any fear she possessed regarding her
professional life and vetoed all rational train of thought.
    Locking her ankles at the small of his back, Eve
gripped the chain suspending her from the ceiling with both hands and then
arched her hips forward, impaling herself on the full length of his rigid cock.
    “Christ,” he grated against her temple. “I think
someone wants to be fucked hard.”
    She tilted her head back and locked eyes with him.
    “Yes,” she admitted in a sultry tone that she
hardly recognized. “What’s wrong? Don’t you want to fuck me hard?”
    A flash of challenge flickered in his dark eyes
and he answered by drawing back his hips and then thrusting them forward,
forcing her to take every glorious inch of his shaft at once. A cry of ecstasy
burst so quickly and so hard from her lips it left her lungs empty and burning
for air. Before she could fully recover, he angled back and slammed inside her
again.
    “Believe it or not,” he ground out in a ragged
breath, “I was trying to be tender.”
    This time he thrust harder.
    “Oh God!” Eve’s head snapped back and her fingers
constricted around the chain above her head. Gasping for air, she retorted, “You
hardly strike me as the tender type.”
    “Oh…” A wicked grin touch his lips. “I have my
moments.”
    He captured her mouth and kissed deeply. A man
who could move his hips in one rhythm and his lips in another simultaneously
was a man to be treasured. His silky warm tongue collided with hers and Eve saw
a brilliance of stars dance behind her eyes. Her senses seemed heightened,
sharper. She felt every bead of sweat forming on his chest, every shallow line
on the palms of his hands. Most of all, she could feel the thick, pulsing veins
that ran through his stiff cock along the inner walls of her pussy. The soft
tissue inside her cunt throbbed and her lower abdomen tightened. If he kept up
this furious rhythm much longer she was going to climax, again.
    Donavan didn’t keep the same rhythm, though. He
slowed his pace, becoming more precise and more calculated. With each thrust,
he drew back his hips and angled his cock upward. The fine dusting of hair on
his pelvis grazed her swollen clit causing so much friction Eve’s teeth
chattered.
    Wanting to prolong the ecstasy, she hissed out a
long breath in attempt to hold back her orgasm. It was pointless. Donavan wasn’t
some novice lay. He was skilled in the art of seduction and making women’s toes
curl. The more she tried to hold back, the deeper he took her.
    On his next strategic thrust, Eve’s orgasm
erupted.
    “Donavan,” she choked into his mouth, severing
their kiss. She needed air. Desperately. She couldn’t breathe. Her lungs seemed
to pause, hovering between the decision of whether or not to work when her body
was experiencing such pleasurable trauma.