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flexing muscles. Heat and moisture quickly filled her pussy, making her shudder.
    Her zipper gave, and she moaned as cool air met her naked back. The blue silk sheath she’d worn to impress was quickly shoved down her arms. Her lace bra eased away, and Wiley’s large, hard hands surrounded her breasts.
    Nothing had ever felt this divine. She broke the kiss and let her head fall back, her eyelids drifting shut as he massaged her, thumbs scraping the tender centers of her breasts. “Oh, please,” she murmured. “More.”
    He withdrew so suddenly, she would have crumpled to the floor if he hadn’t reached out to catch her. Then he pushed her dress past her hips, knelt to remove her heeled sandals, and finally her miniscule panties.
    Now nude, she held her breath. The moment could have been awkward he paused so long, but his slow, whispered, “Goddamn, you’re beautiful,” only caused her breasts to swell and more fluid to wet her folds. “Not fair,” she said, her voice tight and thin.
    He stood, and then bent to slide an arm behind her knees and back.
    When he picked her up, she gave a little yelp and clutched him, because he was already moving and jostling her in the process. He strode toward her bedroom and laid her gently on the bed. Then he stripped—so quickly she didn’t have a chance to properly admire the tawny skin and muscle he revealed. But the brief glance at his cock was enough to set her heart hammering against her chest. Fully aroused, his cock rose at an angle from his groin, thick and long.
    The second the last item of clothing dropped, he walked to the bed and crawled onto the mattress on his knees, not stopping until he was braced above her.
    This close, he overwhelmed her. His scent, spicy and yet fresh like a sea breeze, and the warmth emanating from his skin invaded her senses. Her body’s responses were immediate. Her nipples tightened. Her pussy grew wetter. With her breaths shortening to shallow pants, she had to fight hard to think. “Condom,” she gasped.
    He lifted one of his hands and dropped a plastic packet on her chest, and then braced again.
    She’d have to do this. Have to touch his cock. It pulsed and a silvery bead of pre-come glistened at the tip. With her hands shaking, she tore the plastic, retrieved the condom, and then slowly rolled it down his cock. Which meant her fingers traveled along every rigid inch.
    When her hands fell away, he lowered himself until his chest rested against her breasts and his cock dug into her mound and belly. His gaze was stark. His face tightening while his body tensed.
    Afraid he might be pondering taking it slowly from here, to see to her pleasure, she shook her head and slid her hand between their bodies to grip his cock. “Fast, Wiley. Please.”
    He dropped his head to kiss the tip of her nose. “I’m trying to do the right thing.”
    She gave him a one-sided smile. “If that were true, you’d be sleeping on the couch.”
    He winced. “Not my finest hour.”
    “Oh, I don’t know.” She arched one brow. “That still waits to be seen.”
    “Keep squeezing me and that hour might be only seconds.”
    She laughed and let go. “I’ll need a little more time than that.”
    “Way to put on the pressure,” he murmured.
    “Well, if there’s anything I know about you military men, you don’t back down from a challenge.”
    Wiley bent and kissed her again, a quick, hard press of lips. Then he rose on his arms and pushed a knee between her thighs. “Baby, open for me.”
    The moment had come. Her belly quivered. Her breaths grew choppy as she slowly spread her legs and bent her knees. She glanced down between their bodies. His cock pulsed, but didn’t near. So, she reached for him, gave him one slow stroke then tilted the tip toward her pussy, waiting as he pushed himself through her fingers and touched her sex. She unwrapped her fingers from his thick shaft and spread her folds, holding them open as she watched him enter her,