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to move more quickly, but instead he stopped moving altogether, pushing down and holding her prisoner beneath him.
    "What do you want, Sarai?" he whispered, lifting his head from her breast. He stretched himself out, laying his head down beside hers on the pillow. She pushed at him, trying to get him to start moving again.
    "Oh, no," he whispered. "Not until you tell me what you want."
    She sighed, frustrated. He was so close, so hard and warm against her. Why couldn't he just keep up what he had started?
    "I want you to keep going," she whispered, straining up toward him with her hips.
    "How far do you want me to go?" he asked, reaching out to delicately stroke her ear with his tongue. She shivered, tingles running through her body.
    "I don't want you to stop," she replied, her voice sounding raspy in the darkness. "Not tonight."
    "Anything you ask, Sarai. I'd do anything for you," he whispered.
    Before she could respond, his mouth had taken hers for the second time. Where he had been soft before, almost wooing, this was a kiss of possession. His tongue thrust into her mouth, and his hips pressed down between hers. Hard. She could feel the wide tip of his cock pushing against her shift, searching for the wet slit between her legs. She twisted against him, clutching him close with her arms. She wanted him in her, wanted to feel like he was hers, at least for now.
    His hand reached down between them, grasping the hem and pulling it up to gain access to her body. He lifted his hips and she whimpered, not wanting to lose that tantalizing weight that held her pinned. Then his fingers were slipping into her cunt, feeling for her clit. He lifted his mouth from hers and grunted, "You're hot and wet for me already."
    "Yes," she murmured, and arched under his touch. "I need you to fill me, Jax. Please."
    He answered by positioning his rigid cock against her opening, then thrust into her with all his strength. She was filled to bursting. His size was unreal. Having this man inside her was amazing, a curious mix of intense pleasure and stretching pain. She would adjust to his presence in a second, but for the moment she simply savored the sensation of him inside her body.
    He withdrew partially, then thrust back into her again. This time there was less stretching, and she smiled up at him.
    "You feel so good," she whispered.
    "You feel pretty damn good yourself," he muttered, kissing her again, hard and quick.
    He started moving within her, and after a second she reached around him with her legs, locking her ankles behind his back. The new angle let him come into her more fully; they both moaned.
    Down he thrust, his cock scraping against her clit with each movement, and the tendrils of sensation and lust within her grew. Again and again, harder with every stroke. The pressure was growing within her, and she squeezed her inner muscles in anticipation. He grunted in response, dropping his head down to her shoulder. His breathing was harsh in her ear, and he moved faster against her. They strained against each other; coordinating their movements so that each time he came down into her flesh it rocked her back into the mattress.
    She was getting closer. She could feel the tension winding tight between her legs. He was moving so fast against her that she could hardly keep the pace, each thrust hitting bottom, each motion rubbing her clit harder againsthim. Then he started moving his hips in a circular motion, grinding against her clit and stirring his cock within her. She closed her eyes and threw back her head, every muscle in her body stiffening. He gasped against her neck and she squeezed him, arms, legs and cunt, trying to wring the last bit of sensation out of him that she needed to push her over the edge.
    Then her orgasm exploded, and she came with a deep, ragged moan that worked its way from low in her belly out into the night air. She clenched him, spasming, and he thrust against her hard. A sharp pain cut through her, and she