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passed her lips.  Before she could get it back into her lungs, his lips closed over her full nipple and he began sucking.  
    Ramsey's teeth sank into her lower lip as she fought for control.  Jackson's head stayed bent over her for what seemed like a lifetime.  He took his time kissing, sucking, blowing, and tonguing each nipple until they were like steel.  Ramsey was mystified.  
    "I can't stand up anymore," she said weakly.  
    Jackson made short business of pulling her slacks down, snatching off her shoes and divesting her of every stitch of clothing.  Lifting her into his arms he carried her to his bedroom.  He'd underestimated what was beneath her clothing.  Ramsey's body was perfect.  Flat stomach, full breasts, thick thighs, wide hips, creamy brown flawless skin and he was a lost man.  
    He vaguely thought that maybe he should slow down, but he knew she wanted it just as badly as he.  She was ready.  He looked down at her squirming against the sheets of his bed and knew that time was running out for him.  His body was overheated and his sex was bucking painfully.  Tearing off his clothes he lowered himself over her and put a hand on either side of her face. 
    "Ramsey, I can't wait any longer.  It's been months since I had sex.  You may not be completely ready, but I'll make it up to you. You're just too beautiful.  I…I wasn't expecting--." He couldn't finish.  He kneed her legs apart and slid his fingers down across her clitoris and into her vagina.  She was wet enough.  Raising his hips he thrust hard and went completely still.  He'd just broken through a barrier of skin that shouldn't have been there.  
    Having no time to nurture his disbelief that she was still a virgin, he lowered his lips to hers and kissed her hard to distract from the pain she had to be feeling.  Pulling out he thrust inside her again and moved his hips in slow circles until he felt her walls relaxing.  Sweat poured from his body as he tried to hold back his raging need to pound into her.  
    Turning with her body still cradling his he positioned them on their sides and pulled her leg high up over his hip.  He looked into her eyes, but she tried to turn away. 
    "No. Look at me, Ramsey.  It hurt, because you're still a virgin after all. I felt the skin.  We're going to make this right.  Will you trust me," he said. 
    Ramsey squeezed her eyes shut and wondered what she had ever done to deserve to be so cursed in sex when everyone else in the world was having a jolly good old time.  

CHAPTER 11
    Gradually Ramsey relaxed.  The fullness within her didn't feel so bad.  He was sheathed to the hilt and her pelvic bone was flush with his.  They stared into one another's eyes, each with a question for the other.  
    "It's better.  At least it doesn't hurt anymore," she whispered.  
    Jackson nodded stiffly.  Control close to snapping, he slid a hand between them and gently massaged the sensitive nub between her vaginal lips with his thumb.  He watched her face and was satisfied when her lips parted and her face relaxed into a dazed look of ecstasy. 
    Ramsey's hips moved of there own volition and her hands slid from their defensive position flat against his chest to flat on his back. She strained to bring him closer.  The sounds coming from her throat became guttural and foreign.  She was helpless against the onslaught of his hand and his rod against her sensitive core.  The age-old wounding began and she tried to hold her breath.  
    "Don't fight this, Ramsey," Jackson whispered against her temple. "This isn't the time for self-control.  Let go," he demanded. 
    Their bodies worked with one another, against one another and into one another until Ramsey stiffened.  The sudden unexpected onslaught of raw pleasure rushing along the nerves of her body made her scream.  There were seconds or minutes, she couldn't tell, before she was released from its hold and collapsed against Jackson's chest, embarrassed,