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while he kicked his remaining clothes off and then he was gloriously naked above her.
    He made short work of putting the condom on, something she was glad she didn’t have to bring up, and then was positioned over her, the head of his large, throbbing cock rubbing against her overly sensitive clit.
    “I’ve waited a long time for this, Brady,” he whispered before he fused his mouth with hers and slid in all with one forceful thrust. A loud groan came from him and she squealed as the amazing feeling overtook every one of her senses.
    Her walls stretched to accommodate his size and he held firm within her until she signaled she was ready by rocking her hips up against his. Hard muscle covered her entire body as he lowered himself down upon her.
    He caught her heavy-lidded stare as he started to thrust and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Slowly he built the pressure, increasing the length of his lunges and then finally the speed.
    She watched as his eyes closed and he threw his head back, groaning loud enough she was sure someone would hear them, not that she cared. His arms tensed and the veins swelled but he never let up or hesitated.
    Brady grabbed his shoulders, her nails digging in, and she tightened her legs around him. Unexpectedly her body shattered, ripping a scream from deep in her throat.
    He thrust once, twice and then he collapsed heavily on top of her, his hips still bucking, and Brady couldn’t tell which rolls within her were hers and which were his.
    She left her legs wrapped around him and tightened her hands on his back, smiling as her eyes closed.

Chapter Five
     
    Brady was just drifting off to sleep when she smelled the smoke. Darren was still halfway lying on her but he had slid most of his weight off to the side. He was also snoring lightly, his face relaxed in sleep.
    Untangling herself, she leapt from bed and desperately searched for her clothes.
    “Darren! Smoke!” She gave him a good slap on his firm ass as she went past to make sure he was awake.
    Confusion colored his face for mere seconds before he ran naked from the room. Brady found her panties and threw his shirt around her as she dashed out the door behind him.
    The hallway had smoke near the ceiling but they didn’t see any flames as they flew down the stairs.
    They barreled into the living room, skidding to a halt just as the beautiful roses sitting on the coffee table burst into flames.
    “Oh shit!” Darren yelled before running to the kitchen and filling a pitcher with water, then dashing back and dumping it on the burning petals. The fire went out immediately but the room was full of smoke and smelled terrible.
    The sight of Darren, naked and tousled, jumping back from the cold water that was running in streams off the table and onto the floor, struck her as funny and she burst out laughing.
    When he asked, “What’s so damn funny?” and crossed his arms over his chest, Brady just laughed harder. It was a deep, cleansing laugh, the kind that brought tears to her eyes and stole her breath, but she couldn’t stop and before long he joined her, which only made it worse. Feeding her laugh with his own chuckles.
    Moving to the closest chair, Brady sat with shaky legs. Darren was still chuckling when he left the room to find some clothes. When he came back she was still giggling, his perfect seduction scene ruined.
    “Well, that didn’t go exactly as planned,” he said with a smile as he blew out the candles that hadn’t already sputtered and gone out.
    He had pulled on a pair of faded old jeans but hadn’t bothered to button them up, and the trail of hair leading down from his bellybutton to disappear under the jeans drew her gaze again.
    “Let me help you clean up.” Brady stood and went to the kitchen. “Do you have a bucket or something?”
    “Don’t worry about it, Brady, Marge is coming in the morning to clean up.”
    “Oh god,” Brady said as she just stared at him.
    “Yeah, I see your point. Maybe we