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and
sheathed him like a tight glove. So. Fucking. Tight . He
began pounding into her, slow and steady. He looked at her face;
her eyes were deep pools of hidden emotion, fixed on his. He slid
his hands under her butt, grabbed a handful of soft flesh in each
palm and lifted her into him as he began taking forceful, ramming
strokes.
    Jenna's mind was mush as she watched the
ferocious intensity on his face. His look was primal, feral, as he
dominated her. Through her shock, she was wet and mildly aroused,
but he was coming already. He pounded against her, three, four,
five more times and then he froze, a hissing groan coming from deep
in his diaphragm, as ropes of steel corded his muscles. She felt
him grow larger inside of her, the blood rushing to make him even
bigger, his climax shuddering through his body as he pushed into
her.
    He hung over her for the count of five
seconds, then collapsed against her, his sweat mingling with hers.
His face was in her neck, and Jenna knew he was trying not to let
his weight fall on her completely. Her insides still tingled, it
had been good, but it was too quick, too new to allow for an orgasm
for her. But she didn't doubt what he had said. The sex would be
good between them. Her mind splintered in a million different
directions when she thought about what the ramifications of this
would be. But she didn't have time to dwell on it; he was picking
her pliant body up off the couch.
    David shouldered his way into the master
bedroom, carrying her soft weight in his arms. His mind was focused
on one thing only. Making her come. He was stunned at his actions.
He had always lived his sexual life by one motto. Ladies
firs t. And the first time it truly ever mattered? He'd fucked
up and absolutely blown it with her. He'd crawled on top of her and
gotten his rocks off so fast it was embarrassing. He was
thirty-five fucking years old. What the hell did that say about
him? She was probably thinking her experiment with kissing him,
although going off the rails, had worked. It had no doubt proven to
her he was a lousy lay. A terrible lover.
    He needed to set that shit right and
immediately. Now .

Chapter Six
    He carried her into the bathroom, set her on
her feet next to him and without letting her go, reached in and
turned the shower on. With methodical movements, he unsnapped the
bra that was twisted around her waist and pulled her into the spray
of water with him. Her body was soft under his hands, curvy and
lush, and now the water was sliding over her silky, naked skin.
Blood rushed to his cock and engorged his erection to pulsating
life as he pushed the wet tresses from her shoulders, put his teeth
on her neck and bit into her soft flesh.
    Jenna's stomach clenched in irresistible need
as David's hands tightened on her and his teeth razed against her
skin. Ravenous sexual hunger pulsed through her body making it
difficult to stand and she leaned back against the shower stall and
wrapped her arms around his waist for support. Intense feelings
washed over her as his hands attacked her, one going to her breast
and the other sliding down to her smoothly shaven mound. The lips
of her sex quivered as he pushed his fingers between them, sliding
his thick middle finger up and down her slit, opening her, plunging
in and retreating, circling her clit and manipulating it to his
satisfaction before plunging back into her again. All the while he
squeezed her breast, weighing the soft flesh in his hand, stroking
around her areole, then moving to her nipple and brushing it with
his fingertips.
    The twin assaults on her body had her gasping
for air and jerking against him, her hips moving into him and back
away, carrying the hand that was sunk between her thighs back and
forth in forceful, repetitious movement that had her close to
orgasm in seconds.
    He felt it and it wasn't enough. He took his
hands away, and sunk to his knees in front of her. He lifted one
wet, silky leg up and over his shoulder, and spread her