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That he should care so much about her pleasure was a revelation to Chloe—was something she had never had with any man before.
    “Oh God…oh God !” Someone was moaning out loud, shamelessly announcing her pleasure and Chloe realized it was her. She’d always been quiet during sex before, but now she couldn’t help herself. Mark wasn’t letting her help herself. He kept pounding into her, forcing the shouts from her lips, causing the incredible pleasure that was building inside her to the inevitable conclusion. After a moment, Chloe realized he was talking to her as he thrust into her body.
    “That’s right, Chloe, come for me, sweetheart. Want to feel you coming all over my cock. Give it up to me. That’s right…give it up.”
    His deep voice urging her to let go released her orgasm almost as much as his thick cock pounding inside her. Losing herself utterly in the pleasure he was giving her, Chloe threw back her head and sobbed breathlessly as she came.
    “That’s right… Oh God, I can feel you coming all around me. Oh, sweetheart, you’re so beautiful when you come.” Mark rose to his knees and grasped her thighs, thrusting as deeply as possible inside her until Chloe thought she would die from the added sensation. She felt a deep pulsing inside her as he pulled her tight and close, pressing into her sex and she had the brief, crazy wish that there was no condom separating them. She wanted to feel him coming inside her, filling her unprotected cunt with his hot cum.
    Then Mark collapsed gently on top of her, breathing deeply in her ear. She wrapped her legs even more tightly around him, unwilling to lose him, unwilling to lose the connection she had felt between them as he rose above her, filling her with himself. It was the most intense and intimate sex she’d ever experienced and she found it difficult to believe that it had been with a total stranger.
    “Don’t want to crush you,” Mark said at last. As he slipped from her body to lie beside her on the bed, Chloe felt a sadness she couldn’t explain.
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    “Mmm.” The deep voice in her ear was contented but still interested. “That was wonderful, sweetheart.”
    “It was, wasn’t it?” Chloe rolled over to face him, feeling the feathers of her mask tickle her face as it pressed against the goose down pillow. She supposed she should get up and get dressed and send Mark on his way now that the encounter was over, but somehow she couldn’t bring herself to do that. As silly as it sounded, she had felt a real connection to the man beside her and she was reluctant to let it go.
    He smiled at her, the blue eyes warm behind the black leather mask. “You’re beautiful, you know that?”
    Chloe blushed with pleasure. Actually, she didn’t know it. People were always saying how gorgeous Zoe was, but somehow her twin seemed to know how to make the most of their honey blonde hair and dark green eyes. Chloe tended to fade into the woodwork, too shy to go out and demand attention the way her twin did. Although she hadn’t been acting very shy tonight, she reminded herself.
    “You’re not half bad yourself,” she said softly. She moved a little closer and the feathers of her mask tickled her again, making her itch. Impatiently, she rubbed the side of her face. “Tell me about yourself,” she said, before she thought about it. “I mean,” she backpedaled hastily. “If you don’t mind.”
    “I don’t mind, but it’s getting cold in here. Hang on.” He reached down to the foot of the bed and pulled up the red satin sheets and a matching red and black comforter. “There, better?”
    “Much.” Chloe snuggled under the covers grateful for their warmth.
    “If you’re still cold, you could come over here.” He patted the side of his chest and smiled at her invitingly.
    Feeling a little awkward, Chloe snuggled next to him, laying her face against his broad chest as he wound his arm around her shoulder. But the feathered mask got in the