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wiped her hand on one of the hotel towels then tossed it aside. Her body was still trembling from her orgasm but she couldn’t wait to have him inside her.
    She wanted to rip off the blindfold so she could see his eyes glazed over with passion, see him when he came, but she wasn’t about to risk ruining the fantasy aspect of the scene she’d carefully cultivated. The last thing she needed was to have his erection die a slow death if he got a chance to think too much.
    No, she wanted him to feel, not think. And if she had her way, he was going to feel the best damn sex of his life.
    She straddled him, positioning his cock between her legs. She felt him tense as the head brushed across her entrance. She smiled and eased down, slowly, teasingly.
    His hands gripped her hips but she batted them away and continued her slow downward assault.
    They both moaned as she engulfed him. Tight, so tight. He filled every inch of her, and still she had more to go. Never had she felt anything quite this good.
    Her hands came out and she braced herself against his chest as she rocked down on him.
    “Payton…I’m not hurting you, am I?”
    The concern in his voice made her smile. As she’d done so many times before, she placed a finger over his lips. “The question is, am I going to hurt you?” she teased.
    His mouth quirked underneath her finger as he grinned. “Oh, I hope to hell so. I’m a big boy. Hurt me good.”
    His hands snuck up her hips again, and this time she allowed it. They glided over her belly and up to her breasts where he found her nipples.
    As he squeezed and toyed with the erect nubs, she forewent the slow, measured ride she’d started and began a faster pace. His fingers tightened around her nipples, and he arched his body to meet her movements.
    She cried out as he slipped deeper. An ache built within her, blooming, radiating through her senses. She loved his hands on her, tender, giving pleasure. She even loved his concern over hurting her, however misplaced that idea was.
    She leaned forward, finding his lips, fusing her mouth to his as his hands gripped her hips, helping her in her ride. His fingers dug into her ass as he lifted her up and down.
    “Are you with me?” he whispered into her mouth. “Because I’m close.”
    Was she with him? Hell, if he didn’t come soon, she was going to leave him behind yet again.
    She reached down, slid her fingers between their bodies until they stroked over her clit. She rolled the tight button and closed her eyes as her orgasm built.
    “Oh, yeah, I’m with you,” she said breathlessly.
    He arched his hips and began pumping upward in short, hard thrusts. She pressed harder with her fingers, rotating in a tight circle.
    As he hit a spot much deeper than he had before, she exploded. Her sharp cry echoed across the room just a split second before she felt the surge of his release ripple through his body.
    Once, twice more he thrust hard into her before holding her tight against him as he trembled and jerked beneath her. She slumped forward, pulling her hand from between them.
    Slowly, his hands smoothed over her body, moving from her hips up her back in a soothing motion. He rubbed up and down and then in a circular pattern, eliciting a sigh of contentment from her as she lay snuggled on top of him.
    She reached up to remove the blindfold, suddenly wanting to see the sleepy contentment in his brown eyes. He blinked as the satin fell away, and what she saw reflected in his dark orbs made her stomach clench.
    Nothing lazy or contented about him. He looked hungry, aroused, like he wanted more.
    He reached up to cup her face in his hands. Then he pulled her down to meet his kiss. Hot. Carnal. Ravenous.
    When she finally pulled away to catch her breath, she stared down at him, studying his reaction carefully. “Like what you see?” she asked.
    His gaze dropped to her body, roaming over her breasts. His hand soon followed, touching, exploring.
    “Oh, I like,” he said