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legs, allowing him to settle more firmly between her thighs. Good Lord, he felt perfect there.
    In and out his tongue moved as he positioned the head of his cock at her entrance. She whimpered and wriggled beneath him, desperate for him to be in her.
    Finally. He slowly filled her. Electricity spiked throughout her and she gasped. It had been so long and he felt so damn good.
    He drew back and stared down at her, holding still. She knew he wanted to make sure she was okay, the question in his eyes in place of words on his lips. She slid her arms up under his and gripped his shoulders.
    “Move, Sam.”
    A low rumble left him as he began to thrust. She undulated with him, legs aiding in her motions. Back and forth. In and out. Faster and faster he powered, only to slow—pulling her back from the cusp only to begin all over again. He never spoke and she didn’t mind.
    Her mewls and groans danced around them along with the sounds of their bodies coming together in the age-old dance. He nibbled her collarbone and stimulated her tight nipples. Flames burst throughout her.
    “Oh…Sam…I…so…” She tossed her head on the sheet, back arching to take him deeper.
    He shifted an arm under her left leg, hitching it higher. The added angle allowed him even more penetration. His face was set in a mask, jaw clenched and sweat upon his brow.
    Thrust after thrust sent her catapulting towards the cliff. Closer and closer it raced. Bearing down on her. She tightened her internal muscles and watched pleasure ripple across his features.
    She closed her eyes and embraced the rush. Jumped headlong into the euphoria awaiting her. He powered into her three more times before his low roar filled the air. His seed erupted from his cock, bathing her pussy. His release triggered another of her own and she came again, milking his cock and screaming his name as he continued to piston his hips.
    Sam slowed and pressed a kiss to her temple. If she had the energy, she would have stretched and purred like a cat. She didn’t. Their slick bodies lay intertwined. She closed her eyes while he rose up from her and withdrew from her heat. Instantly cooler, Roxi refrained from reaching for him.
    He got up and she bit back any words and her hurt of his leaving. There had been no promises. No words of love. Hell, there’d been barely any words at all.
    Grow up, Roxi . With slitted eyes, she watched Sam draw on his boxers and walk from the room. She didn’t know how to explain the emotions racing through her. Her tongue sneaked out and licked her lips as she fought back her shock at the realisation they’d not used a condom. Shit. What the hell do I do or say now? She wasn’t ready to think about carrying a child.
    The hall light went dark and she released a sigh. Tomorrow was time enough to deal with the possibility of being pregnant. She wriggled her way under the covers, feeling chilled without Sam’s added body heat and the lingering sweat on his body pressed to hers. The click of her bedroom door had her lowering lids snapping open—she’d thought he’d left her for the night. No sound and yet she knew he was there. Sure enough, a bit later the bed dipped beneath his weight and he joined her below the blankets.
    He trailed one hand up her arm and over her lips. Her body prepared for more.
    “Where’d you go?” she asked, reaching for him, thrilled to find him hard and naked in her bed once again. “I thought you were leaving.”
    His lips found hers and he kissed her as he slipped one hand between her thighs and teased her clit. She widened her legs, inviting more. Craving more.
    Moments later the broad head of his sheathed cock filled her and she moaned in pure bliss. Once he sat fully embedded in her, he nuzzled her ear.
    “Locked up. I’m not finished with you yet, not even close. I also grabbed some condoms. I should have had one last time, I’m sorry.”
    Damned if it wasn’t the longest sentence she’d ever got from him. Her reply