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than any other man she’d had sex with, and he wasn’t gentle. She could tell he was trying, but he was a man used to getting what he wanted, and she was it right now. When he was buried deep inside of her, he held her to him as his head lay on her shoulder.
    “I want to come right now.” His voice was harsh, like he was struggling to speak at all. “If you move over me, take your own pleasure first, I can fuck you then, as hard as I need to. Understand? Until then, if I move at all, I’m going to end this.”
    Riding him was a pleasure. She started slowly at first, his hands digging into her hips, her breasts being teased by his mouth or hands, making her dizzy with the need to tell him to end them both. Wrapping her hands around his neck, she kissed him, took as much from his mouth as she wanted. And when he told her to come, his body harder than ever before under her, Dillon let go. Her body bowed back in the best climax she’d ever had as the man beneath her cried out his own.
    He fucked her hard this way. His hands were going to leave deep marks on her body as he took her again and again. When he bit down on her shoulder, not hard enough to draw blood but enough to bring her again, she felt the stars behind her lids as she cried out a final time with him filling her once again.
    Dillon felt herself being pulled forward. And when her head rested on his shoulder, she let out a long breath, feeling more relaxed than she ever had. Landon just held her to him, his hands making small circles at her spine, her ass cupped gently now as he rocked up into her. She was sated for now, but knew if he kept this up, she was going to come again. When he said her name, Dillon lifted her head and looked at him.
    “Don’t.” She could see on his face that he was going to apologize to her. Or say something really stupid. “Please don’t say whatever it is you think I need to hear, or whatever you think you need to hear. It was sex, nothing more.”
    “We didn’t use any kind of protection.” That had her mind go off in several kinds of directions. “And right now, all I can think about is coming inside of you again. Bare, so that I can feel every tightening of you when you come again. Not at all caring if we make a child or not. I want to feel you when you come over me.”
    Still looking at her, he lifted her breast up to his mouth and nibbled just on her nipple. It was erotic, her pussy soaking with it. As he suckled harder, his mouth widening over her, she held him to her as she rode him, her need spiraling out of control again. His hands were everywhere, her body humming with need to have him touch her, and he just seemed to know where. She was close. So close that she knew that coming with this man was never going to be just a climax, but a full out reckoning with sex.
    When his mouth was near her, she kissed him with a kind of savage need that had her ride quicken, her climax right there on the edge. And when he slammed his finger into her tight hole at her ass, she came screaming again, her body coming apart twice before she felt him coming too.
    Stars sprinkled in her vision. Her mind exploded without a single thought but to come again. And when he brought her hips to him, harder, faster than she’d been riding him, she felt her clit, swollen with need, being pinched, and looked down to see his fingers sliding along it, his thumb and finger tugging at her. Dillon didn’t just come this time, but roared out a release that took her under.
    When she woke, she was sitting in the passenger seat with his shirt on her…nothing else but the seat belt and his socks on her feet. Stretching a little, she realized that she was alone and that he was standing at the side of the building they were parked in front of. And he seemed to be having a conversation with himself. Knowing that he was more than likely on a wireless phone, she reached for her pants, only to find them in shreds. Smiling, Dillon wondered where he’d put her