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be an earth-bending orgasm.
    He did something with his fingers, hooked them inside her and rubbed on her G-spot. She exploded with a yell that echoed in the room and she hoped briefly that Griff really was wearing his iPod buds and not hearing her. Then she ceased to care. Her body had tightened and tightened and tightened until she felt like a rubber band stretched taut. Then that wicked touch and she burst to liquid melting into the mattress beneath her as Shep moved his mouth down to her pussy.
    His tongue thrust in and out of her cunt coaxing her orgasm on and on and on. She wasn’t sure how he managed it but he used that incredible tongue to ease her back down from the extreme high she was on. Soon she found herself shuddering on the bed again, her breath coming in pants as Shep rested his head on the inside of her thigh. She glanced down and her eyes locked with his.
    She didn’t fall in love. She didn’t believe in the whole love-at-first-sight thing. She believed in good old-fashioned lust at first sight, and she’d had that with Shep. But in that moment there was a connection between them, more than the physical one. It wasn’t love. She was adamant about that. But it was more than she’d expected, and, from the look in his eyes, more than he’d expected. It was a beginning. Maybe of a brief affair. Maybe of something more. But it was a beginning.
    “That was incredible,” she whispered not knowing what else to say.
    He smiled and it made her think of a pirate. The golden hair, the big blue eyes, the tanned skin. He had already conquered her. The fine lines at the corners of his eyes and mouth that gave proof to the fact that he constantly smiled. She’d seen the scars on his torso, healed wounds from knives and even a puckered gunshot wound or two. She recognized them, knew them for the battle scars they were. And it said a lot that he had all those and still the lines from smiling. That was sexy to her.
    “I hope you’re up for more,” he said as he moved up the bed to lie beside her. There was no way she could miss the bobbing erection and she licked her lips remembering how he had tasted.
    She stretched her arm over to grab the roll of condoms she’d pulled out of the box earlier and tore one off. Ripping it open she turned to him. He held his cock around the base and she used both of her hands to roll the protection onto him. He leaned up to kiss her, slow and sweet and tender. He explored and tasted, his tongue stroking softly against hers. She could still taste him on her tongue and when his tongue touched hers their flavors mingled and exploded on her taste buds. She wondered if he was enjoying the combined essence as much as she was.
    He eased her back down onto the bed coming up over and shifting so that his legs were between hers. He continued kissing her sipping from her lips as he moved his hips closer to hers letting his sheathed cock glide between the still slick folds of her sex until it finally lodged at her opening. He pulled back from her lips and holding her gaze he eased inside her.
    “Don’t close your eyes,” he said as her eyes fluttered shut. “Look at me. Let me see your pleasure.”
    She moaned low in her throat as he moved inside her, his cock rubbing along her pussy walls and igniting every nerve there. She held his gaze, panting for breath as he moved. Burying himself deep, he swiveled his hips and had her arching up into him, her fingers clenching where she held onto him.
    She’d had sex, great sex, but no man had ever held her gaze during the act, no man had ever forced the connection that Shep was. He would not let her put this in the box safely marked as just sex. He would make her feel more than just the physical. And in that he scared the hell out of her.
    She didn’t really do emotion, not when it came to men and sex. She did pleasure, always willing to give as well as she got. Hell she could make a man come with just the touch of her hand. She loved a hard