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after all this time, their passion for each other hadn’t dimmed. It felt glorious to be so wanted, so needed. What else could she ask for? Gabby put her arms around his neck as he marched on. He playfully tossed her onto the bed.  As he stood staring at her, sweat dampened her palms as she tried to fight the desire that undulated inside her body. After all this time, the need should’ve dulled, but instead each time, she felt it was stronger than ever before.
     
    Passion, untamed and powerful, coiled in his eyes. She remained rooted to her bed as he yanked off his shirt and threw it on the floor. She’d seen the sight many times, but it never failed to elicit a response. The hard muscles on his chest rippled, and she longed to run her hands over his sleek, sexy body. Lust, wild and explosive, careened through her veins as she drank in the sight of his gorgeous body.
     
    Her arousal was instantaneous. Moisture leaked down her thighs as her pussy, warm and soft, opened like a flower in anticipation of what was to come. Through the thin material of her shirt, she felt her nipples stiffen. They ached for his touch. It was almost as if she’d never had him. This was just like the first time they made love. The desire, the need, and the yearning were all the same. Her gaze remained fixed on his as she took off her shirt and threw it as his feet. He unbuttoned his trousers and allowed them to drop on the rug along with his boxers. Gabby’s tongue darted out to moisten her lips as she enjoyed the view with an unabashed enthusiasm. His face was beautiful but so was his body. Her gaze feasted on the muscles that rippled on his chest and on his stomach and then traveled to his cock that stood proud and hard, a testament to his burning need.
     
    When he strode forward, she didn’t have the energy to shift away. Instead, she lay down on the bed and waited for him to join. She longed to feel his skin scrape over his, and to have his arms encircle her waist, and his hard angles press against her soft curves. When he joined her on the bed, his gaze took in her flushed face and her breasts that heaved with each breath. His mouth descended on a swollen nipple and took it in his mouth. A moan of pleasure escaped her lips as she arched her body, overwhelmed with the sea of sensations that undulated inside her. His tongue flicked and swirled over her engorged nipple, and Gabby buckled under the sweet assault. It felt as if her whole body was on fire. She writhed under him as he shifted from one breast to another, his attention fixed and focused on her twin mounds. His tongue invoked a burning need to have him pound into her with each stroke.
     
    But he appeared determined to take his time.
     
    Everything Nick did was deliberate and powerful. He didn’t believe in half-measures. Knowing that she was in for a long, hard ride, Gabby trailed a line down his torso until she found his throbbing shaft. Her fingers curled around it and experimentally, she pumped. The result of it was that he doubled his efforts on her breasts. His tongue stroked and fondled, caressed and rubbed, until she was a twisting, squirming mass of frayed nerves. Her hand slipped off his cock and she clenched the sheets in a bid to control her movements, but it was of no avail.
     
    His fingers glided down her taut, hard stomach while his lips remained fused on her nipple. When he parted the curls that guarded her velvety, moist center, her legs shifted to grant him better access. She clutched his shoulders as he inserted one finger inside the lips of her pussy. Lust enveloped her mind and all sane thoughts escaped. He stroked in and out and she thrust her hips forward in an unconscious gesture to find blessed release. For a long time, he continued to pleasure her, and each gentle stroke brought her closer and closer to the steep cliff that waited for her to slip down. Gabby wanted to wait for him to join her, but the thirst for release was so great, so terrible, that