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closed.
    “I thought you were too good to be true. Beautiful, smart,
too smart for me. As happy at the pub as out on the trail. I started to think
what it would be like to have this strong and sexy woman shatter into a million
pieces in my arms. How it would be to have you beneath me in bed, giving
yourself to me.”
    She whimpered.
    He turned her in his arms and pulled off her T-shirt,
tossing it onto the counter before he picked her up. He lifted her and she wrapped
her legs around his waist. He carried her into his bedroom. He didn’t have much
unpacked but he had a bed.
    He brought them crashing down onto the mattress, his body
over hers for a moment before he was kneeling over her. With her help, he had
her naked in record time. His own clothes, he took his time with, even when she
begged him to hurry.
    “This way,” he said, standing next to the bed and pulling
his shirt off slowly. “I get to watch you. I get to see how eager you are to be
fucked.”
    She growled. “I am eager and you are a tease.”
    He laughed, deep and throaty. “One of these days I am going
to tie you to the bed and make you wait. I’ll make Matt eat your pussy all
afternoon, but not let you come.”
    “Promises, promises.” She flipped back her hair. “You’ve
both said that before, but neither of you have that sort of patience.”
    “That’s a challenge if I ever heard one.” His grin was
feral. “And I accept for the both of us. We will do this. Each time we have you
on the brink of climax I will pull him off you and make him suck my cock.” He
eased down his jeans and underwear as he said it, kicking them aside.
    Fiona’s eyes flared as they raked over him. A look like that
did great things for his ego and his cock gave a little kick. He knew she was
excited about seeing Matt and him together. They’d been pretty conservative
around her to this point.
    “So you will get to come and I won’t?”
    “None of us will come until I give the order.” He joined her
on the bed, the thick shaft of his cock heavy against her belly as he held
himself over her. “When I finally let Matt feed my cock into your sweet pussy,
it will be Christmas and the Fourth of July all in one. I will have to fight
from exploding at the tight clasp of your cunt.”
    “You know, Mr. Fletcher, you have a potty mouth.”
    “Then teach me a lesson.” He taunted her, his eyes dark with
passion and challenge.
    Her palm slapped tentatively against his cheek. Then she
quickly covered her mouth with her hands. She had surprised even herself with
that.
    “I am so glad you did that, darling.”
    She squealed as he neatly flipped her over onto her stomach,
one hand grabbing her wrists and trapping them above her head, then delivering
three quick slaps to her ass. She screamed.
    “Do you want me to stop?” he asked, cautious. He knew she liked
it a little rough but wasn’t sure she had experience with discipline games.
    “Oh god, no. That felt,” she sighed, “juicy.”
    He laughed at the word. That’s exactly what her pussy felt like
when he tested her now, his fingers sliding between her slick, bare folds. Yes,
their Fiona liked it a little rough. “You like being topped, don’t you?”
    “Topped?” She shimmied her ass against his hand, rubbing her
thighs together.
    “Having me and Matt tell you what to do, what you need from
us.” He drew his free hand down her spine, sliding along the crease of her ass.
“You like it when I tell Matt what to do to you.”
    “Yes. I love that,” she confessed, burying her face in the
blankets, as her ass ground back against his hand. He lifted it and gave her
another three sharp blows. “Freak,” she muttered.
    He heard her curse under her breath. “What was that, love?”
He pushed her legs apart and settled his knees between her thighs. He pressed
himself over her back, placing a light kiss on her shoulder. “Tell me what you
said.”
    “I called myself a freak.”
    “Because you liked your