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he wasn’t going to waste it with one quick fuck that’d go so fast she wouldn’t come from it. He put a knee on the bed and lowered her down, but didn’t settle his weight over her.
    There was intending to go slow. Then there was the desire so strong to do something stupid like press his body to hers and lose it in two-seconds flat. What he needed was space and air. He stared at her hairline on her forehead and left of a trail of kisses around the side of her face, along her jaw. By the time he reached her mouth, soft whispers of air seeped past her lips.
    Her legs stretched beneath him while he straddled her on all fours and leaned over to take a moment of rest to cool the heat from his cock. Her knees bent up enough to slide temptingly along his inner thigh. Soft skin nudged his balls and hard cock and the breath was sucked out of his lungs.
    Her knee nudged him again and his eyes all but crossed. Lord have mercy, but he needed something. Needed time. If he slid inside her slick entrance now, he wouldn’t last but a single thrust and it’d be over with. Using his knee, he eased between her thighs, dangerously widening her and breathed in the scent of her sex, leaving him dizzy and craving a taste.
    Not of just her damp opening, darkening the center of her panties, but of her whole body. Across her throat, the valley of her breasts and turn of her hip. He intended to explore every inch of her. And he did. Her skin was soft and warm under his mouth as he moved. The flutter of her pulse against his lips gentle.
    He explored every last inch of her and when he pressed his mouth to the damp lace covering her, her deep breaths changed to cries as she arched off the bed. With her hips thrust up to his mouth, he peeled the wet panties off her ass. She lowered to the bed and he pulled them down her long legs.
    The once wide eyes on her face were hazy and drowsy. Sexy bedroom eyes. Liquid beaded over the head of his cock, slid against his belly and closed his throat little by little. He leaned forward and took his time about testing her entrance with his fingers. Caressing her slit, then put his hand to his mouth and licked the honey sweet dampness off his fingertips.
    Her sexy eyes were open and staring into him. Raw, intense pain and pleasure throbbed through his cock. He pressed his mouth over her. The smooth skin of her met his lips. She coated his tongue and her thighs squeezed on his ears. Whispered pants of air filled the silent room. Her hips thrusts and she rode against his mouth.
    “Jacob,” she whispered.
    Wetness pearled across the tip of him, coating him and left him hurting until he physically couldn’t take more. He eased up, taking it slow. Moved up her body until he reached her mouth and sealed a kiss over her and fully inserted his fingers, firmly stroked her insides. She was gasping, arching against him. Crying out, thighs gripping his hand.
    Her fingers shook on his arms and shoulders as he brought the taste of her to her tongue and kissed hard. The quick kisses in the back room of the diner were nothing but moments in time. Passes of seconds and minutes. Fast thrusts of tongues taken in the height of the moment. But this, this was a searing kiss that reached inside and stroked him deep.
    Her nails bit into him in the same needy, clingy way he felt rushing through his blood. A moment longer and she’d find another release. He stroked faster, harder, right on the spot that made her breath catch until she stiffened and shook as she fell apart in his arms.
    With her eyes heavy and unfocused, he pulled on a condom that was tight and gripping the life out of him. Her legs shook as he settled between them. Hands trembled on his shoulder while he entered and filled her wet heat. All the holding back, the lap dance, the past few days slammed into him and gentleness was not something he could manage.
    He thrust hard and deep. She moaned with him. Her hips lifted to meet his. Skin slapped skin. Furor and need