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time, love." Colin laughed softly at her growl of frustration.
    She firmly took matters into her hands and rubbed her index finger along the swollen gland beneath his balls. "Masochist," she taunted, trying to goad him into going faster.
    To appease her, he increased his pace and the intensity of his thrusts.
    "Ah, love." He groaned again as her sweet channel squeezed harder, and he abandoned his attempts to tease her. She approached sex like she approached life: Head on and insistent, with no apologies for who she is and what she wants. He loved that about her.
    Jess writhed in frustration. She wanted to come and she wanted it now. What the hell was with his need to control every little detail? The last time they'd been together she hadn't minded but right now she wanted to screech at him.
    She slammed against him, and clenched her hands on his ass so hard, he'd have marks later, she thought with a fierce thrill.
    That bundle of nerves inside seemed to swell so that each time he moved inside her the head of his cock massaged her g-spot and ramped her body to a new level.
    Jess's focus narrowed to each glide of his body. His sleek muscles surrounded her. Her hearing tunneled to the chirp of the crickets outside the tent, the swish of wind through the encampment, and the rustle of the sheets as he moved inside her. A tingle started at the tips of her toes and zipped through her body like lightening. Pure silence rent the air, just like those precious seconds before she pulled the trigger.
    Every tiny detail was hyper-exaggerated, the ridged head of his cock, the slick slippery wrap of his arms around her, the meaty bulk of his body between her split thighs, the heft of his ass in her hands. For one moment of expectancy, she hung on the precipice.
    Then with one powerful thrust, he swelled even harder inside her, and she shot over the edge with the force of a round exiting the rifle's barrel. Her mind and body fragmented into a zillion pieces as she lost sight and sound and could only feel as her sex contracted almost painfully around his hard, thick length.
    Jess swallowed a gasp, trying desperately to be silent. Colin powered in and out of her, each pummeling thrust hit her g-spot, forcing her orgasm to go on and on. The need to let loose a keening moan as sensations bombarded her was enormous. Jess sank her teeth into the bunched muscles of his shoulder to hold back the erotic sound as Colin pumped inside her still hard and big. Each throb sent an answering pulse through her sex. She was one giant nerve ending. And Jess knew that he would hold on until he was sure she had wrung every drop of pleasure from her orgasm.
    But she wanted him with her. Wanted him to experience the same intense overwhelming, mind blowing explosion that she had. Because when he did, she moved to another plane.
    Every time they had sex, she felt another piece of her soul twine with his. They fit together with an ease that usually took years to obtain. His relaxed acceptance of her need to control and be in charge was unprecedented. Of course, then he blatantly overrode her instincts and took control, which caused a fierce battle of will. But they both were grinning while they fought.
    Jess had curled her arms around Colin's head, holding him to her breast, as her sex continued to pulse around his cock. Her heart beat so hard, the thud echoed against his cheek, even as his own heart bumped at the same dizzying rate.
    Once he was assured of her satisfaction, Colin hurtled into the abyss of sexual oblivion. His vision dimmed as he emptied his mind as well as his body. Her body continued to pulse around him, and he bent and sucked one tight bud into his mouth hard.
    She stifled a small scream and her teeth scored his shoulder again as she tumbled into another orgasm, her sex wringing every last drop of come from his body.
    They were both breathing hard as if they'd just run a marathon. A sex marathon, he thought cheekily. But it was more than that. He had