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was holding, going up on her toes
for a kiss as she got close enough to help him put it on. He hadn’t touched her
for a full two or three minutes, but the need to have him right then and there
was as urgent as it had been when she’d been shamelessly grinding against him
on her couch.
    He snatched the condom from her with one hand, pulled her
against him with the other and kissed her deeply. She wrapped her arms around
his neck and moved against him so her belly stroked the hot, smooth skin of his
erection.
    He walked her backward toward the bed, his leg sliding
between hers, his thigh rubbing the swollen flesh over her sensitized clit.
When she felt the low edge of the bed against her calves she wrenched her mouth
free with a gasp.
    “I want you to fuck me hard,” she told him, lightly raking
her nails down his chest. “And I want you to fuck me fast.”
    His nostrils flared and his lips twitched as if he were
holding back a smile. “No.”
    She blinked at him, not sure she’d heard right. “No?”
    He picked her up as if she weighed nothing. His hands slid
over her back, cradled and cupped and kneaded her ass while she clung to him.
“No,” he repeated.
    She felt light as air as he climbed onto the bed and
stretched his body over hers.
    She sighed and turned her head when he buried his face in
her neck. “Why not?”
    “You are not a quick fuck, Joy,” he told her, kissing a line
down her neck.
    Her entire body tensed as pleasure rolled through her. “How
do you know?”
    “Call it instinct.” He dipped his tongue into the hollow at
the base of her throat. “You are candlelit dinners.” Each word was punctuated
with a kiss down the center of her chest. “You are long tropical vacations for
no other reason than you should see as much beauty as possible.”
    A prickle of emotion made her nose sting and her eyes water.
    He went up on his knees and rolled the condom over himself
with his gaze on hers.
    “You are rare and fine,” he continued, and she had to close
her eyes.
    His absolute beauty combined with the intoxicating things he
was saying was too much. She wasn’t as naïve and impulsive as she used to be,
but she wasn’t immune to falling in love, and damn if she wasn’t going to dive
into it head first if he didn’t stop.
    Leonardo laced his fingers with hers and pinned her hands to
the mattress over her head, lowering his body over hers as he did. He held
himself there, his body touching hers from chest to where his lower belly was
putting the most delicious pressure against her clit, without resting hardly
any of his weight on her.
    God, she was already drowning in the deep undertow of his
kiss.
    “You are a woman meant to be savored.” He spoke against her
lips, raising his hips just enough to align the thick, swollen head of his cock
with her cunt. “Slowly.”
    His breath hitched. Their groans mingled as he pushed inside
her in one steady thrust. Her back arched, pressing her breasts against those
maddening piercings as he filled her to shockingly full. The rush burst through
her from her clit and shot out to her fingers and toes as though he’d unleashed
a bolt of lightning within her body.
    “You are exquisite,” he whispered close to her ear.
    He took possession of her mouth again, fucking her now in
long, slow movements. Her body moved with him, her hips tilting up to take as
much of him in as possible, then angled back so he rubbed in exactly the right
spot as he withdrew.
    He might have wanted to savor the moment, but a glorious,
indescribable pressure was quickly building inside her with each skilled thrust
of his cock.
    He shifted himself higher up her body and she had to break
the kiss, needing air. Joy whimpered and whispered his name as each hard stroke
bumped her clit exactly the way she needed it to. Her orgasm was coming, and it
was coming fast.
    “Go, go, go…” he chanted softly, breath ragged and hips
pumping fast. “Let me feel you.”
    She planted her heels into