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hours. No matter how hard he tried, his brain refused to shut off.
    “You’ve got a nearly naked woman beside you and you’re not doing anything. Either I’m boring, or you’re not interested.” She scraped his nipple with her fingernail. “You’re not even fully naked.” She snorted. “I’m not enough, am I?”
    “You’re very good for me.” More than she knew. “And I’m very interested.” He smoothed his fingers through her hair. “I thought I’d let you sleep.”
    “I don’t want to.” Emma wrapped her hand around his dick. “I want you to use this.”
    “Yes, baby.” From his head to his toes, his body tingled. Sam shifted his hips, rubbing his cock in her fingers. Shit. In moments, she had him hard and ready to go.
    Emma climbed on top of him and reached around to unfasten her bra. The lacy garment landed on his chest with a soft thump. Her pink tinged breasts bounced with each movement. Her nipples hardened to points. Damn, he wanted to caress those nipples. Instead of letting her writhe on his torso, he guided her to his face.
    “Whoa.” She wriggled, balancing on her knees. She grasped the headboard. “Sam.”
    He glanced up at her as he raked his teeth over her labia and then sucked on her clit. Her legs trembled again. Her liquid excitement slipped down his chin and he hummed. Dear God, she tasted good. He groaned and bit her pussy lips. With both hands, he palmed her breasts.
    “Oh my God.” Emma scooted off his face and shoved the blankets out of the way. “I want you inside me. Where are the rubbers?”
    “Night stand.” He nodded in the general direction of the drawer. “I’m prepared.” He watched her, stunned by her change in position. “I’m not living up to your standards?”
    “I love what you were doing and how you’re prepared.” She reached across his chest and fumbled in the stand, then sat up straight with the condom in hand. Her hair spilled down her shoulders in a blonde blur. Her eyes sparkled and sweat glistened on her skin.
    Emma rolled the condom down his erection and then guided him into her pussy. Her heat surrounded him. The scent of her perfume lingered in his nose. He couldn’t breathe or think. Everything blurred away except for her. She rocked on his lap. He liked how she took control.
    “We fit together so well.” Emma stared into his eyes. For a moment, he swore she saw to his soul. In that same moment, the blackness faded. She gave him a reason to hope.
    Her lips parted, but no sound came out. Emma closed her eyes and tipped her head back. She smoothed one hand over her chest, pinching and tugging on her nipple. How fucking hot. He grabbed her other hand and placed it on his chest.
    Emma smiled down at him and gave his nipple the same treatment. Shit, the twisting felt good. Her hair slipped over her shoulders, partially covering her face. From her hairline to the tops of her breasts, she blushed.
    Sam gripped her waist. As much as he wanted to go slow and cherish the moment with her, the orgasm swirling in his lower belly wouldn’t wait. Each time she clenched around him, she pushed him closer and closer to the edge.
    “Touch yourself,” he whispered. “Get yourself off while you ride me.”
    “Yeah?” She giggled, not a girly laugh, but a throaty devil-may-care laugh. Emma cupped her breast in her hand, massaging the nipple in her fingers. Another laugh bubbled from her lips. At the same time, she situated her other hand between her legs. Her fingernails scraped the patch of skin above his dick as she played with her clit.
    “God.” She met his gaze once more. “I’m close.”
    He gasped. Damn, they were great when they worked together. Sam planted his feet on the bed and surged inside her. He’d never last. Emma tensed and then stopped moving. She clenched her teeth. Sweat glittered on her skin in the moonlight. She whimpered.
    “Come for me, baby,” he coaxed. “Let go with me.”
    Sam thrust inside her again and gave in to