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deep. Her heat surrounded him as he fought for control. One wrong move and this was going to be over before it got started. “Are you okay?” He looked down to see her wearing a satisfied smile. Her inner muscles squeezed him and the telltale sizzle of his own release began at the base of his spine. “Jesus. Be still.”
    “Don’t stop.” Her hands dug into the skin of his ass as she tried to pull him closer.
    “Dammit, Mandy.” He surged his hips hard and buried himself to the hilt. “Hold on to me.”
    She grabbed his shoulders and he began to fuck her with a vengeance. Each powerful flex of his muscles drove him deep into her moist heat, her cries of pleasure urging him on. “Can’t. Mandy. Too good.” Each word was driven home by the powerful force of his thrusts. His breath came in harsh bursts. He reached between them and rubbed his thumb against her clit, giving her what she needed to take her over the edge.
    She screamed as she bucked beneath him and he felt her release just an instant before he found his own. His eyes rolled back in his head as her pussy stroked and milked him dry.
    “Fuck.” His cock jerked inside her, causing yet another ripple of pleasure to shoot through his balls. He collapsed on top of her, loving the feel of her soft skin underneath him.
    Amanda sighed as she wrapped her arms around him. Her voice drifted through his afterglow. “So that’s what all the fuss is about.”
    “What?” His head snapped up, his mind instantly racing. “You weren’t a virgin,” he asserted. He was still buried balls deep in her heat. He would’ve known if she had been. Besides, she told him she’d done this before, hadn’t she?
    “Of course I’m not.” She sighed again. “It’s just … well … it was my first orgasm, or actually the second if you count when you used your mouth.” She paused before going on. “I mean, with a man.”
    “With a … wait … what?” Damn, she was adorable when she blushed like that. Something she did a lot, he realized.
    “I mean”—she traced her fingers over her nipples—“I’ve made myself—”
    He groaned. “Stop.” He placed his hand over her mouth. “Just stop talking.” The image of her pleasuring herself filled his cock with blood. He’d just had the hardest orgasm of his life and his cock was already ready for round two. His cock might be ready, but he wasn’t. She’d be sore if he didn’t give her time to recoup a little. They had all night and he intended to take advantage of it.
    Amanda gasped as she felt him growing hard inside her. “Really?”
    He eased from her and bent to place a kiss on her nose. “Not yet. Let’s take a break, maybe rest a little.” His voice turned ominous. “I’m not even close to being done with you.”
    Her laughter rang in his ears as he rolled from the bed and headed to the bathroom. He disposed of the condom and returned to the bed with a warm, wet rag for her. Her eyes stayed closed as he cleaned her. Throwing the rag aside, he stretched out next to her, tucking her close to his side. As if she couldn’t stop touching him, she ran her hands over his chest and down his abs. He grabbed her wrists when she started for his groin.
    “Oh no you don’t. Rest first, play later.”
    She stuck her tongue out at him playfully but allowed him to pull her back against his chest.
    “How did you get this scar?” she asked as her fingers returned to wandering across his skin. She was going to be the death of him for sure.
    “Knife,” he replied.
    She raised her eyes to his. “That’s it? What kind of answer is that?” She continued to caress him.
    “An honest one.” He shook his head when he realized she wouldn’t let it go. “It happened a long time ago, Mandy. It’s not worth talking about.” His body tingled under her wicked fingers and he again grabbed her wrist. “As much as I love your hands on me, if you don’t stop, I’m going to end up fucking you again.” He pressed a kiss to