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stabbed her, making her moan. She pressed her finger up against the tiny bud, the movement making slick sounds.
    “Beautiful,” Jake said, his voice even rougher.
    His cock pushed into her from behind. She could feel him against the back of her fingers, the soft brush of his testicles. He didn’t go slow, this time. He rammed into her, giving her no time to adjust to his possession. She was so ready, so open, it didn’t matter.
    He immediately began to thrust in hard, deep movements and Sabrina barely had to move her fingers. Even the smallest movement sent pleasure shooting through her. She was ready to come, all over again.
    Then his big hand rested over the curve of her ass. His thumb pressed in between her cheeks and pushed inside her ass, enough to spread the ring of muscle.
    Sabrina cried out again as her climax leapt upward, a wild animal looking for release. She gripped the sheet with sweaty fingers, trembling on the very edge of the orgasm.
    Then it exploded over her like fireworks. Even her vision dimmed and stars played behind her eyelids. Her throat strained in another silent scream. She had no breath to vocalize it.
    As her climax beat through her, making her shake and claw for breath, Jake’s cock began to slam into her over and over, driving deeper, until his orgasm brought him to stillness and he gave a deep, belly-wrenching groan.
    This time, he almost collapsed on the bed beside her, his heavy arm dropping over her hip. He was panting, his breath blowing over the back of her shoulder.
    Sabrina listened to his breath calm and considered moving, except every limb felt as heavy as lead. “I don’t think I can move,” she breathed.
    “Here, let me help.” He eased her over on to her back and settled beside her once more, his head on his hand, looking down at her. “Hi,” he said and smiled.
    “Hi.” The insane urge to giggle hit her again. She smothered it. It was an undignified sound. Certainly not a sexy one.
    Then she caught her breath once more as Jake stroked his fingers over her belly, letting them circle and dip into her navel, before sliding up to her breasts and brushing the underside of them.
    For long minutes, he simply caressed her, never lingering in one spot and never stopping, either. Sabrina thought she was utterly replete and exhausted, but her nerves began to twitch in response and her muscles to quiver. Her breath hurried along, keeping time with her heart.
    When he bent his head to take her breast into his mouth and tease the nipple with his teeth, she was eager and more than willing to go along with anything he wanted to do to her.
    The morning was a long way off and could be safely ignored.
    For now.

Chapter Five
    Jake knew the moment Sabrina woke and remembered where she was. She stiffened, her breath halting for tiny moment. Then she tried to breathe normally. She eased out of the bed to avoid disturbing him.
    “It’s okay. I’m awake,” he told her. He’d been awake since five a.m., his thoughts frenetic.
    She sat up, keeping her back to him, which gave him a chance to appreciate all over again the achingly beautiful curve of her hips, from the narrow waist, out and down to the perfect shape of her ass. She had generous hips, which he didn’t mind in the slightest. Skinny models had never appealed to him, even though most of the women his family herded in his direction seemed to aspire to those anorexic standards.
    As she bent to hook toward her the silky underthing she had been wearing under the staid business suit, he sat up, too. He put his back against the headboard and let the sheet gather around his hips. “How’s the head?”
    “Fine.” She added, as an afterthought, “Thanks.” She was dressing rapidly, sliding into the silk thing with marvelous dexterity. Once she pushed the straps up over her shoulders and brushed her hair back into place, she got to her feet and bent to retrieve her skirt. Her olive skin was pale enough that he thought he could see a