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    Her eyes widened, and he grinned. “You say when, baby. Until then, I’m not letting you out of bed.”
    A kittenish smile crossed her face. “Promise?”
    “ You don’t know what kind of day you’re in for, but you’re about to find out,” he growled. “Roll over.”
    Without hesitation, she complied, and her complete trust in him did something to his libido. Though revved up and hot to get deep inside Em again, he forced himself to slow down. He had to make sure she was ready. The sex in the foyer had barely taken the edge off his hunger, and he wasn’t sure how easy he could go on her once he felt her silken walls surrounding him.
    Palming one of the condoms, he lay over her back, supporting most of his weight on his elbows. He swept his lips over her neck, dusting hot breaths and kisses across her sensitive skin, nipping and laving, loving every gasp and shudder he wrung out of her.
    “ You’re going to feel so good, baby. I can’t wait to fuck you again.”
    “ Now.” Her voice trembled.
    “ Soon.”
    He slid his hands under her body, palming her breasts, toying with her nipples. Under him, her body stiffened, and she arched into his touch. Plucking, scraping, twisting her nipples, he worked his mouth down to her shoulder.
    “ Your skin is flushing. You look so pretty. Are you wet for me?”
    She nodded, moaned.
    “ You sure? Tell me,” he demanded.
    “ Yes. Stop playing games.”
    “ And fuck you?”
    “ Now.” She fisted the sheets underneath her.
    Just to be certain she could accommodate him with minimal pain, Brandon wedged a hand under her hip, to her pussy. He found the damp spot on the sheet before he touched her drenched folds. She was more than ready.
    “ On your hands and knees,” he ordered.
    As she complied, he leaned around her body and reached in the nightstand drawer for one more thing he’d seen earlier. Grabbing the little yellow contraption, he shoved it between his knees, out of her line of sight, then gripped Em’s hips.
    “ God, you’re beautiful, baby. So small and delicate, but here…” He caressed her ass. “And those breasts of yours…so lush.”
    “ Brandon, you’re killing me. Please.”
    Her whimper of need only made him harder. After quickly sheathing himself, he aligned his cock and began the slow slide into heaven. Her pussy clung to him, gripping so tightly, clutching when he withdrew even a fraction. Damn. Her little pants and mewls drove him even more insane.
    He braced one hand near hers, and she covered it with her own, curling their fingers together. For some reason, that got to him. Everything about her made him want more. He could do this to her all day, all night, and still ache to fuck her tomorrow. Hell, he was happy just being near her. When had he ever felt that with any woman?
    His balls tightened. So did his chest. He wrapped his arm around her middle and tried to unravel her one slow thrust at a time. But these leisurely glides were killing him, too. He buried his face in her neck. She smelled like spice, like female and sex.
    Em moaned his name. “Faster. Harder!”
    He wanted to draw this out, fire her up slowly. But with Em, the tight leash he normally kept on himself wasn’t working.
    “ Hold on, baby.”
    Brandon reached for the little plastic unit he’d placed between his knees. With one hand, he turned it on. With the other, he placed the little vibrating rabbit right against her clit. As she gasped in pleasure, he slammed back inside her cunt, all the way to the hilt. Then he set a relentless rhythm, every thrust of his body demanding she come for him.
    She tightened, trembled—her legs, her back, her pussy. He slid the little vibrating toy over her clit again, ruthlessly flicking it over the most sensitive part of her little bud until she clawed the sheets, heaved in a huge breath, keened in a high, tight cry.
    “ That’s it. Come for me, Emmy. Let me feel you.”
    The fluttering walls of her sex clamped down on