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you.” She traced little circular patterns on the damp skin of his hard chest, her fingers tangling in his chest hair.
    He chuckled, the sound reverberating through his body, rumbling against her ear. “Whatever makes you happy.”
    She gazed up at him. “Your mouth down there makes me happy.”
    Charlie kissed her, the tangy musk taste of her own juices on his lips, but she didn’t mind. In fact it excited her even more, made her lick at him, suck his lips, draw his tongue into her mouth. His huge cock brushed against her belly, and she writhed beneath him.
    She’d just had the mother of all orgasms and she was aroused and ready for more.
    “Condoms?” His eyebrows raised, hair mussed about his head. Deep brown eyes glittering at her, he was so gorgeous.
    She liked the idea of keeping him around, could envision doing this with him again and again and again. Things like that weren’t part of her plans. She had never been one to stick around with one man. Once they won the money that had become her mantra. She really didn’t trust anybody now.
    “In there.” She waved her hand towards the bedside table, not about to be embarrassed that she came prepared. Damn it, she always owned her sexuality. Since when did she worry about a man’s opinion of her?
    He reached across and pulled the drawer open, his muscular biceps hanging right in her face. She clutched at it, brought his arm down so she could kiss the smooth hard flesh, lick his salty skin. With a groan, he tossed a string of condom packets on top of the table, one already clutched in his fingers.
    “You drive me fucking crazy,” he said just before his lips captured hers.
    The kiss was wild, mouths wide, tongues everywhere, lips sucking, teeth nibbling. His big hands cupped her breasts, pinched her nipples and she cried out, very nearly coming from just that.
    “I want you inside me.” She thrust her lower body against his, his cock brushing against her, leaving a wet spot on her skin. With insistent hands she captured him, smoothed her thumb over the head, slid her curled fingers up and down his length. His incredible, outrageous length.
    “Slip the condom on.” He handed it to her and she smiled, tearing open the package with her teeth. She looked down, watched her fingers roll the condom onto his engorged flesh and had a momentary flash of wishing there was no condom involved. No barriers, just flesh on flesh, flesh in flesh.
    Where did these scary thoughts come from? Pushing them firmly into the back of her brain, she hoped they wouldn’t interrupt her train of thought for the rest of the night.
    Pleasant, homey loving feelings had no place tonight.
    Brittney released him and without hesitation, he plunged inside of her, filling her with one move. She closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around his neck, threaded her fingers through the hair at the back of his head. He stayed within her, not moving, the
    throbbing of his cock the only movement and her hips undulated against him. Wanting more, wanting him to get on with it.
    “Ah, Christ, you’re so tight.” Charlie started to move, her inner walls clutching him, gripping him like a velvet fist. He pulled out until just the tip of his dick was at her entry and she squirmed against him, her eyes closed tight.
    “Don’t leave me,” she breathed, her hips thrusting upwards.
    She was also fucking beautiful, and so responsive. He plunged again, buried himself as deep as he could go and she cried out, her limbs wrapped around him. Clinging to him.
    He’d sounded like a bragging asshole earlier, acting like he licked pussy for a living. What a jerk. He was surprised she hadn’t kicked him out of her bed and sent him packing.
    Truth be told, he’d never been that big of an oral-sex connoisseur. Until he took one close-up look of Brittney’s beautiful cunt, that is. The light tangle of blonde pubic hair, her swollen nether lips, her glistening engorged clit begging to be sucked—all of it had driven him