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other, Christian lavished attention on her amazing assets. But he wanted – needed – more.
    He needed her. To be inside her, to fill her and have their bodies joined in a dance as old as time.
    Christian was surprised when she rose up further on her knees and wrapped her hand around his aching rod. He groaned at the feel of her fingers around him, stroking up and down his length.
    The pleasure was intense, deep. Ivy brought a part of him to the surface that he hadn’t even known was inside him. She didn’t let him hold anything back, but forced him to see what was before them – to grasp it with both hands.
    Her head lifted and she caught his gaze. It was the most erotic, decadent experience of his life to be looking into her passion-filled hazel eyes as she caressed his cock.
    Thoughts deserted him when she brought his rod to her entrance and slowly lowered herself. He held her close, watching the desire fill her face as he stretched her.
    Ivy thought she knew passion. She thought she knew what it meant to desire a man.
    That was until Christian.
    He opened a whole new world to her, one where she wasn’t afraid to be herself, where she didn’t have to hide her wantonness. With Christian, his every look urged her to let it all loose.
    In his arms, the world was spinning out of control, but it was glorious. And right. She didn’t search for a way to stop it. Instead, she embraced the feeling – and Christian.
    Her body tightened around him deep inside of her. It took a moment to adjust to the fullness, but oh the feeling was wondrous.  
    Ivy looked down into his bright blue eyes and wished she knew what he was thinking. Then she rocked her hips and it no longer mattered.
    Need had been building inside. It had flamed bright with their kisses earlier, but now it engulfed her. Her veins burned with it.  
    She moved, slowly at first, but with increasing intensity. His large hands held her firmly as their breaths mingled. Sweat beaded on their skin and the world fell away.  
    She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on tight when he gripped her hips and began to move her up and down his length.
    The desire coiled tighter, bringing her closer and closer to the precipice of pleasure.
    Christian’s lips were on her neck, kissing and nipping at her flesh. In the next instant, she was on her back as he leaned over her, the muscles in his arms bulging as he held himself up.
    She was powerless to look away from him. He held still a moment before slowly pulling out of her then thrusting deep.
    Ivy moaned loudly. Her breathing quickened, and she locked her legs around his waist. His hips began to pump as he moved in and out of her, alternating from long, slow thrusts to quick, hard ones.
    She was hurtling quickly toward release. He worked her body expertly, leaving her no choice but to give in to all that he demanded of her.
    Christian loved the sound of Ivy’s moans and cries of pleasure. They spurred him to push her – them – further, deeper into the desire enveloping them. It alarmed him that he so eagerly sought what he had been actively avoiding.
    But how could he shun what Ivy so freely gave?
    How could he deny both of them what providence, chance, or destiny had put in their paths?
    He felt Ivy’s body begin to tighten. Her nails dug deeply into his arms. He bent and licked a nipple before lightly nipping it.
    She jerked, pure ecstasy crossing her face as her body convulsed around him. Christian attempted to hold back his own orgasm, but the feel of her clutching him was too much.
    He gritted his teeth until he could stand it no more. With one last thrust, he gave in to his body. The climax was powerful, taking him to a place he had never been before.
    The waves of pleasure swamped them again and again, prolonging their orgasms. When Christian could finally lift his head, he looked down to find a smile on Ivy’s face, her eyes closed.
    “Let’s stay like this for a little longer,” she said, cracking open