Jar of Hearts: (Family Stone, # 5 Keisha and Shane) (Family Stone Romantic Suspense)

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Authors: Lisa Hughey
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swollen sex, and her slick channel pulsed around him, eagerly trying to strangle his cock.
    “Move, dammit.”
    Shane started a slow back and forth, rocking his hips into hers and savoring that moment when he was completely surrounded by her wet heat. The slow pace was killing him but he didn’t want to hurt her.
    “Harder,” she sobbed.
    He controlled the pace of his thrusts, trying to make it last as long as possible and to let her body accommodate to the intrusion of his cock. But Keisha was having none of that. She rose onto her tiptoes and with one hard shift of her hips, she slammed back against him. Her ass hit his abdomen so hard she almost pushed him back a step. But the sensation of him fully seated in her tight pussy was too much. “Harder,” she demanded again.
    Shane groaned and gave in to her demands. “I’m going to pound into you now. I’ll hit your g-spot so hard that you’ll see stars, and your sweet pussy will tighten around me.”
    Keisha moaned again. “Just do it already.”
    And Shane let loose. He gripped her hips and shoved his cock hard, she spread her legs wider to give him room to move. And he began a steady, brutal pace until Keisha came with a keening cry.
    Her back arched, she threw her head back, every muscle in her body tightened even as her sex constricted around his cock in intense hard pulls and sucked his orgasm from his body in violent clenches.
    Shane roared as he came. He pumped into her, his head went light and his heart boomed in his chest. A sense of absolute perfection overcame him. Sweat slicked his skin as his cock emptied, and his mind emptied of everything, except her.
    He still had his shirt on. Keisha was naked but for the black gladiator heels, which was totally hot. Her skin glimmered in the soft light from the lamp beside the sofa. His thighs were like jelly and her legs quivered right along with his.
    He was wrecked.
    And he didn’t want to withdraw from her body. To lose the physical connection that bound them.
    But then concern and remorse eddied through him. He’d taken her like an animal, mounted her from behind, without asking if she was comfortable like that. Behaved like a freaking caveman.
    He wrapped his arms around her waist, still buried inside her sex and rested his cheek against her spine. He pressed a soft kiss, even though it was too late for softness, against her ridiculously supple skin.
    “You okay?” he asked, and waited for her to rip him a new one. He was usually so careful to protect and care for the woman he was with because he was a big guy. He hadn’t wanted to hurt her. But damn, he’d lost total control.
    She laughed huskily. The reverberations rippled through his chest and along his cock. “Better than okay,” she purred. “Give me a few minutes and we can move to the bed for round two.”
    “I didn’t hurt you?”
    “Hell no, Shane.” She slid her fingers between his and gripped his hand in hers.
    “I was worried that I was too hard,” he confessed. He didn’t think it was the time to mention that some of his previous lovers had trouble with his…enthusiasm.
    Keisha pushed to standing, her back pressed against his chest, and her ass snugged against his lower abdomen, and his already semi-hard again cock slipped from her slick channel.
    She turned around and launched herself at him, wrapping her legs around his waist, and climbing his body. “Do it again.”

Five
    Keisha lay still and absorbed the quiet morning. The scent of them, the musk of sex, and the soft lemon from the candle on her bedside table permeated the sheets and invaded her senses. The air was the slightest bit chilly, their bodies covered only by the soft cotton sheet.
    They had destroyed her bed. Her bold geometric print comforter and the jewel-hued throw pillows had been shoved to the floor as they’d rolled around. Memories bombarded her. Shane, hard and heavy between her spread thighs, conquering her body. Keisha riding him shamelessly, his hands

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