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    The head of his erection poked from beneath the waistband of his jeans. Seeing the tip, so big and with a translucent bead pearling at the slit, I bit at Hawk's thumb. He looked down and I licked the pad of his thumb as I stared up at him with eyes I hoped were as innocent and pleading as they were green.
    He descended on me, hands stripping my skirt and underwear away as he planted hard kisses on my neck and mouth before fastening on one nipple. His hands gripped my hips, the hold loose so I could push my dripping mound against his hard, flat stomach. He coaxed me into riding him like that until I came, jerking and moaning softly.
    That's when he moved down to capture my swollen and tender clit between his teeth. His fingertips smoothed along my thighs, lightly raked the red hairs covering my mound as his face nestled more fully between my labia. His eyes were closed at first, like a calf happily sucking at a teat. When he did open them and stared past the red halo of my hair to focus on my face, it was like an electric shock zipping through my body. Pleasure began to cascade from my core, crashing and grinding against my bones.
    I called out to Hawk, cooing his name as my hands abandoned my breasts and I knotted my fingers in his hair. He didn't let my climax stop or ease. His fingers pushed into me, three thick, wiggling, stroking digits that brought me to a new crescendo and another until I melted into a puddle of wet, twitchy nerves.
    My eyes glued shut and heavy, I heard him strip his jeans away and the rip of foil. Prying my eyes open, I watched him roll the condom over the gloriously fat head of his cock and down the thick shaft. His testicles, each big enough to fill one of my palms, were half concealed inside a nest of silky black hair. I wanted to run my fingers through that hair before I wrapped my hands around his shaft and stroked it.
    Hawk had something else in mind. He was in me quickly, buried deep. His hands pushed beneath my back then curled around my shoulders so that our bodies were cinched tightly together. His forehead rested lightly against mine, forcing me to close my eyes or go blind. He kissed me, slow and sensual, controlling my mouth the same way his cock commanded my pussy. Long thrusts, a swivel, our breath mingling, body heat penetrating one another until fire blazed through my limbs once more.
    My cunt knotted around him, the muscles whipping like cords to secure him inside me.
    "Hold me tight, beautiful Ginny." He kissed my neck, my mouth, my eyes. "Don't let me go, stay with me, sweet tea, stay with me…"
    One last conquering thrust from Hawk and we melded together, hours passing before our bodies parted and he took me home.
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    Was I in love with Hawk before I first spread my legs for him? I'm not sure, but I was certain over the course of the next few weeks that I had fallen hard for my billionaire boss. His overextended visit showed no sign of ending. He spent more time in the office and less of it on the phone.
    We kept tiptoeing around -- my choice, not his. Even Red seemed clueless, and few things escaped his attention. Beau and momma were certain I had started seeing someone, but they didn't push me to identifying my lover. The way Beau acted around Hawk, I knew my big brother didn't even consider my billionaire boss a likely candidate for the role.
    Stolen as they were, my moments with Hawk were sweeter and stronger than anything I had ever felt. Better than that first bud of spring or the first hot day of summer or that cool September breeze that finds its way into August. That's what a girl's first real love is like -- at least it was for me.
    It had to end, of course. Good times always do.
    Arriving early to the worksite the last Monday in August, Hawk called me into his office. We hadn't seen each other over the weekend and need hummed through my body when he told me to lock the door. I did, and then I let him pull me onto his lap. His hand cradled my