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touched the back of her throat, tickling her tonsils. She closed her lips and suckled, rolling her mouth side to side while rubbing her tongue along the thick, pulsating vein. He was a lot bigger than she remembered and she had to work to lick and nurture the diamond hard length. Her nether lips quivered in anticipation.
    His fingers tangled in her long curls, the gentle tug was pleasant on her scalp. He pumped his hips, meeting her rhythm until he eased her chin upward. “I’d love to shoot my rocks off in your mouth, but I want that sweet pussy wrapped around my cock. Any argument?”
    She let him slip from her lips. “None at all.” Scooting up his naked body, he reached for something on the other side of the bed. A red foil packet that he’d placed there sometime unknown to her. She’d been libido deep in his fascinating virility. He quickly ripped off the top, slid on the condom and once protected, he said in a raspy voice, “Ride me.”
    His husky words popped every nerve ending along her flesh. She’d never heard two sexier words in all her life. Climbing atop him, she slowly eased herself downward, allowing her flexible muscles to stretch to adapt to his size. Once he was deep inside, she took on a fast rhythm as he pumped his hips, meeting her thrust for thrust. His fingers clutched her breasts, kneading the soft flesh, molding her. The combination of his touch and his erection buried within her, another orgasm grew closer, edging its sweet prickly sensation over her boiling skin and through her heated veins.
    One flick of his large fingers across her swollen nub and the energy exploded like the fireworks throughout her.
    Now this was something memora ble. Texas would never be the same.
     
     
    Chapter Three
     
    DANTE FELT STIRRING beside him but his eyes refused to open. He dazedly acknowledged that the sun streamed through the window and warmed his back. Who had pulled open the blinds on his bedroom windows? Everyone knew he liked it dark while he slept.
    He grumbled and rolled . Why the hell did his bed feel lumpy? He punched the pillow and tried picking up where he’d left off in the exceptionally wild and crazy dream.
    April was naked and her mouth was wrapped around his cock, her big green eyes staring up at him as he drove himself deep. Some dream, for sure. He sure as hell didn’t want to wake up and allow reality to spoil the most erotic dream he’d had in years.
    A knock at the door entered his conscious but he still didn’t move a muscle. It had to be Deckland. He started to yell at his brother and tell him to get away from his door, but a clanking noise, followed by muffled voices, roused him from his semi-slumber. Flicking one eye open, he saw a bare, heart-shaped ass.
    Fuck! He hadn’t been dreaming.
    He forced both eyes open and stared through the blur of sleep-fuzz as it all came back to him, one by amazing one.
    After the first romp, he an d April had ordered room service, and once they were nourished, they’d enjoyed each other’s body until the condom supply had run out. He wasn’t a superhero by far, but when they’d unwrapped the third condom, which he’d luckily found in his truck, as dead on his feet as he was, he could have went for a fourth. Knowing he probably would never see her again, he’d wanted to savor every second.
    Sitting up, he felt groggy after only a few hours of sleep. His thigh muscles were sore, and his dick chafed, a reminder that he’d worked them hard.
    He kept his eyes on April at the door. She held a sheet as a barrier between her and the person who’d invaded their privacy. The door was only slightly ajar so he couldn’t see who he’d like to have a talking to about the “Do Not Disturb” sign hanging on the outside knob. From what he could gather, from the octave tone, it was a man who wasn’t pleased. He said something along the lines of “no time for this” and “don’t you care what people will think.”
    With a loud sigh, April shut