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had to be wiped out.”
     
    She was sorry she’d asked. So which was it to be? Gio closed her eyes and gave up the fight. Better the wolf she knew. With that one little choice, everything suddenly seemed so easy and impossible at the same time. All she had to do was walk about six steps to the bed. But then again, she had to walk those six steps to a man who knew what they were about to do.
     
    Taking a deep breath, she dropped her towel and took a step. Her hands itched to cover her slightly protruding stomach or her breasts, which felt like double Es. But she wouldn’t. If he wanted her, he needed to want all of her, not just the warm and toasty parts. She put her left foot in front of her right and took a step, then another. If she were really brave, she would look him directly in the eyes instead of just past him.
     
    “Beautiful.” He whispered the word so low she initially thought she’d imagined it.
     
    She dropped her gaze slightly to the right and was caught in his stare. She didn’t detect a hint of disgust, dislike, or disdain in him. No, he looked like a man about to die of thirst, and she was a tall glass of water.
     
    When her legs bumped against the side of the bed, she let out the breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. He reached out and snagged her just above the hips. She didn’t struggle as he pulled her to him. When she was securely beside him on the bed, he rolled on top of her.
     
    The hard length of him pressed into her right thigh. If she twitched to her right a little, it would poke her in just the right place. She bit her bottom lip to hold back the moan crawling up her throat.
     
    He rose on his elbows, then used one hand to smooth her damp hair away from her face. Then he bent his head and kissed her. No tongue, no teeth. Just lip to lip. It was a small act. Probably the most tame thing he’d done to her since they’d met, but it was also the sweetest, most endearing, and most dangerous. When he pulled away, she turned her head. It wasn’t that she didn’t like it. If only that were the problem.
     
    He moved his lower body, and she felt the slight shift of his erection. She turned her head in time to catch the pleasure wash over his face as he surged inside her with one thrust. Her cunt was still swollen from their earlier encounter, making him feel bigger. She swallowed hard and closed her eyes as pleasure washed over her. It was like gunning an engine and going from zero to sixty in five seconds.
     
    She wrapped her legs around his hips, and each time he pulled out, she pushed her ass into the bed, and each time he surged forward, she lifted. Every movement sent her body into overload. She didn’t know if she was going to be able to last as long as him. Each time he slammed down, it was harder, deeper, and more intense than before. A bolt of pleasure zinged up her chest, jawline, and straight to her brain.
     
    If she was going to hit the point of no return, she was determined that he would hit it with her. She clenched on his next downward stroke. The sensation of being so filled pushed her over the edge. Her orgasm rushed over her, tightening every muscle. He kept moving, prolonging that soul-wrenching pleasure.
     
    Gio let the pleasure surround her, flow through her. Then he stiffened above her and in her, and she fell apart again. She sucked in breath after breath but still felt like she couldn’t pull in enough air.
     
    “Oh my God.” She’d never come so hard, so fast, or so much in one day. Her ears rang as her heart rate return to normal.
     
    “That good?” he asked as he rolled to the side of her, then propped up on one elbow. He was smiling—the kind of smile that reached his eyes and transformed his face making him so gorgeous she could have swallowed her own tongue.
     
    “I should be good now for like twenty-four hours. I don’t think I’ll be able to move for a long, long time.” Then she felt it. Like something crawling under her skin. She