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them.
    He gritted his teeth and held on until the spasms passed and
her thighs went lax. Her sigh of pleasure was like a physical stroke to his
cock. Her eyes were closed and a small smile played at the corners of her
mouth.
    She looked completely sated. And he was anything but.
    He rolled out of bed and yanked open the drawer of his
bedside table. Condoms. He had some in here somewhere. Triumphant, he grabbed
the box and ripped it open. Within seconds, he’d torn the top off the packet
and had the condom smoothed on. It wasn’t easy. He was on a hair trigger at the
moment.
    His instinct was to cover Eliza, plunge his dick into her
hot pussy and fuck her until she came again. But he was very cognizant of her
delicate state. Hell, he shouldn’t be making love with her at all. She needed
food and rest, not some guy rutting on her.
    But he was too far gone and he didn’t think she’d let him
stop at this point. He lay on his back and rolled her on top of him. She opened
her eyes and gave him a sleepy smile.
    He was truly a bastard. He pushed several damp strands of
her hair away from her face. “Sleep,” he told her. No guy had ever died because
he couldn’t fuck the woman he wanted and he had no intentions of being the
first. He could wait. He would wait.
    “What about you?” She traced little circles on his chest,
playing with the crisp hair that ran from one flat nipple to the other.
    “I’m fine,” he lied. His cock jerked against her belly as if
to affirm his lie.
    “You certainly are fine,” she purred. She slid one hand down
his torso and gripped his latex-covered dick.
    “Eliza. Baby, you have to stop.” He was going to do the
right thing even if it killed him.
    “Why?” She pushed upward and sat on his thighs, looking like
a pagan queen from some great myth. Her red hair tumbled around her shoulders,
not nearly as long as it had been, but still thick and gorgeous nonetheless.
Her green eyes were half closed and a secretive smile curved her lips. “I don’t
want to stop.”
    Rabb wasn’t sure if he was in heaven or hell. It was hard to
tell with Eliza stroking her hand up and down his shaft. “You need to rest.”
    “Later,” she promised. “Right now I need this more.” She
rose to her knees and angled his cock until it brushed against her opening.
    “Are you sure?” Rabb gripped her waist, keeping her from
going any deeper.
    “Oh yes.”
    He was powerless against her. Eliza braced her hands on his
chest and slowly lowered herself onto his dick. He pushed upward, sliding his
cock into her wet warmth. Her inner muscles rippled around him and he gritted
his teeth, not wanting to come. Not yet.
    His thick shaft stretched her. She was tighter than a
leather glove two sizes too small. “I’m not hurting you, am I?” That was the
last thing he wanted.
    Eliza shook her head. She was panting hard, her slender rib
cage moving up and down, her breasts swaying gently. “No, not exactly. You’re
big and it’s been a long time for me.”
    The primitive side of him was thrilled that she hadn’t had a
lover in a long time. The thinking side warned him to take it slow. “We’ve got
all the time in the world, baby,” he promised her and prayed he wasn’t lying.
    Eliza squirmed and pushed down again. Rabb closed his eyes
and counted to ten when she settled over him with every inch of his cock buried
inside her. Had anything ever felt this good? She pulsed around him, like a
heartbeat, clinging and squeezing his shaft.
    He took a minute to catch his breath before sliding his
hands up her torso to her breasts. He cupped the full mounds in his hands and
teased the pert nipples with his thumbs. Her pussy rhythmically squeezed his
dick, and Rabb was sure he saw stars.
    “Move, baby,” he urged her. He needed her to move.
    Eliza planted her hands on his stomach to steady herself and
then lifted several inches before gliding back down.
    “Fuck, yeah. Do it again.”
    Eliza obeyed and they both moaned