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    He flicked her clit again, using his finger to stroke the warm bud.
    “Sebastian, come inside me,” she demanded. “Now.”
    “Your wish is my command.” Aroused, he spread her cheeks with his length, easing slowly into her hot, wet sex to give her time to adjust. He felt rather than heard her intake of breath, the planes of her back stiffening, and he almost withdrew all the way. The last thing he wanted was to hurt her.
    She cast him another glance over her shoulder, and smiled. “What the heck are you waiting for?”
    He reached for her hair, and pulled it, fisting his fingers in her silk. Driving inside her was like diving into a parallel universe. She was so tight… Her walls clung to him, her inner muscles clenching around him. She thrust her hips toward him, and he threw his head back, the blood rushing through his body. Oh yes… he impaled her, sending his length into her, the ripples of pleasure building in him. She whimpered and he tugged at her hair again. How amazing it was to be in charge of her, even if only sexually… He smacked her perfectly round and fleshy butt, and a couple small growls filled the air. Yeah. She was enjoying it as much as he was.
    “Sebastian. I’m coming. I can’t even…” she said in a strangled voice, and he let go of restraint and slammed her all the way to her hilt. Breathless, he gave her one more slap on her ass. Then, he watched her shiver, until she thumped her upper body on the mattress, and he withdrew himself all the way just to return one more time. Deeper. Stronger. He reached her most secret spot, plunging into her, and soon he came. The release of raw energy, from his body to hers, had him closing his eyes. It was better than before. Nonsense.
    He fell on top of her, rolled off and snatched her to him. Her body, slicked with sweat, draped over his. He threaded his fingers through her hair, and paced his breath. Suggesting they got intimate again had been a bold move, but as his body still pulsated around her, his blood pressure slowly coming down… it was all worth it. Sex with her was the one way he could have her. And fantasize about what otherwise couldn’t be.
    He’d been made a fool by her once, because he believed there could be something more. Now, he sank into this twisted divorce deal with both eyes open – despite his traitorous cock.
    “Why didn’t you ever tell me about your mother? When we were together?” she asked, her voice soft.
    The muscles in his neck tensed up. He had told her his parents weren’t alive anymore, although he had spun the story so she believed he’d lost both of them on the same day. Because, hadn’t it been that way? He loosened the hold, and brought his hands behind his head. “Men don’t usually advertise their flaws.”
    With a sigh, she propped herself on her elbows and turned to face him, her expression growing serious. “In what way is losing a parent a flaw?”
    Trying to avoid her scrutiny, he fixated on the textured ceiling. “I should have taken care of her. She was all I had after my father left us, and I should have seen it coming. I kept telling myself it would be okay,” he said in a low, coarse voice. “It was my idea to move to the States.”
    “You were sixteen. You don’t see how that was her decision?”
    Her decision? His mother hadn’t been able to make choices, her will to live slipping away each day. If he hadn’t insisted on moving to Florida, would she still be alive? “Maybe, but—”
    “No maybe. There was no way you could have avoided what happened. You couldn’t watch her around the clock, and like you said, she was long gone before she physically went.”
    He swallowed the lump lodged in his throat, gathered his strength and glanced at her. “When we met… it was nice not having to think about that part of my life,” he said, and shook his head. Time for a change of subject. “Don’t you see yourself somewhere else? Other than Florida?”
    “No.” She shifted