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bestowed a tender kiss a moment before he began to work inside.
    Morgan’s breath caught in her lungs then rushed out in ragged pants.
    Holy shit, he feels even bigger than he looks—and that’s saying something.
    Another tiny hitch out then he ground forward, stretching the clamped walls of her pussy as he spread her wetness along the swollen tissue.
    “Sorry.” She winced when he lodged, no more than a few inches, inside her. “It’s been a while and Craig—no guy I’ve slept with—had nothing on you.”
    “You’re soaked, but so tight.” He withdrew, inciting panic in her fevered mind. “Don’t want to hurt you.”
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    She had to have him. “Not!”
    Joe evaded her seeking lips as she tried to freeze him with a kiss.
    “You’re not hurting me.”
    “I am.” At least he didn’t abandon their pallet. Candlelight glinted off his skin, slick with light perspiration. “But I’ll fix it. Relax.”
    This time the cold didn’t disturb her when the blankets shifted to her waist. Nothing could have penetrated the bubble of energy surrounding them. Together, they generated enough electricity to light all the stars twinkling in the sky above them.
    The man of her dreams licked his way along her belly, which rose and fell as her pussy flexed—
    attempting to grip the thick cock that no longer tunneled inside her. His pounding heartbeat echoed in the stiff length of flesh, making it bob and bounce near her shin.
    One of his hands burrowed beneath her ass, holding a whole cheek in his palm, while two fingers of the other pressed to her dripping slit. Before she could register his intent, Joe’s tongue darted out and stole a taste of the juices slicking her labia. He followed the crease of her pussy to her clit, placed a gentle kiss on the hard bundle of nerves then slipped one finger in her to the second knuckle.
    “Oh, yes! Yes!” Even such minimal penetration provided some relief from the pressure building within.
    But she had to have more.
    Much, much more.
    Morgan wrapped her hand around the back of Joe’s head then drew him close while she thrust her hips, fucking his face with an abandon she’d never before possessed. He devoured her in return. His primal grunts and moans of approval rocked her, forcing his finger to plumb her depths. When it glided in and out with ease, he added a second, stretching her further. The sinful ache overwhelmed her, especially combined with the figure eight he made with his tongue around her clit.
    His mouth was so talented, she didn’t give a fuck how many women—or men—he’d practiced his moves on before her.
    “Fuck me,” she screamed as his expert manipulation drove her toward the brink. “So close.”
    He lifted his head long enough to grin and taunt, “I bet I can make you come in the next five seconds.
    I want to taste your orgasm. Hear you shatter. Feel you surrender. Finally.”
    Joe punctuated each desire with a lick, a thrust and a nibble. He spread his fingers where they speared inside her.
    “No.” She didn’t mean to scratch his back like a wildcat, but she couldn’t restrain herself from raking her nails over his bunched shoulders. “Want you. Want your cock. Buried deep.”
    “Soon.” He added a devious suckling on her clit.

     
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    “No!” Her head thrashed on the pillow. She could no longer hold her neck up enough to watch him at work—her bones had liquefied. “Want to come with you.”
    “You will,” he growled around her pulsing clit. “I promise.”
    She didn’t believe him, but her disappointment couldn’t prevent the tide rushing toward her now. It had caught her in its force and dragged her out to sea, no matter how she struggled against its hold.
    “Oh! Joe!”
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    Chapter Five
    Every muscle in her body tensed into a knot of pure ecstasy a moment before her orgasm ripped her apart. Inhibitions evaporated. Undiluted instinct took control. She writhed on the mattress, wringing pleasure from her climax until