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mouth moved to her breasts, kissing and sucking her nipples. She pressed her hands on the back of his head, pushing him against her, loving his mouth, his tongue, his cock.
    Jake withdrew almost all the way, then slowly slid back in. She shuddered and he grinned. The sweet torture could go both ways, and he was determined to pace himself… he wanted her to come before he did. Her quivering and clutching pussy told him that she wasn’t too far from climax, and he pulled out again, thrust in again. Again. Again.
    Julie rose to meet him each time, her pleasure increasing with each push of his hips. He twisted and plunged and she let out a cry.
    “Jake! Oh, Jake… you feel so… oh, God.”
    He slid out, slid in, tilting her lower body to take him more deeply. “I feel so what, baby?”
    “So good. So good… oh, God .”
    He kissed her and she tasted his sweat. He was holding himself back for her, she knew, and that turned her on even more. She lifted her upper body right off the floor and held on to his shoulders. His huge hands were under her back, holding her in place. Without a word, they both knew what they needed.
    Fuck calm , he thought. I need to see her come.
    His strokes were powerful now as he tried to get as close to her as he could. He lowered her to the carpeted floor, buried his face in her neck, and let go of all control. He ground in to her, felt her lower lips squeeze him with each plunge.
    “Say my name when you come, baby.” He licked her throat. “Let me know you know who’s making you come.”
    Helpless to resist, unable to stop the tension and release inside of her, Julie’s pussy started to flicker and spasm. He felt it and closed his eyes against his own release. She was shaking wildly now, begging him to send her over the edge.
    “Please, Jake. Please!”
    “Now, Julie.” He drove in to her without mercy. “Now, baby… let it go.”
    She screamed his name as her body shattered and that cry of pure ecstasy on her lips was a sound that Jake wanted to hear forever. There was nothing better; knowing that he had done this to her, that she was sobbing and panting and screaming his name was the best thing in the whole damn universe. In those moments, Jake knew he’d kill for her if it meant that he’d hear his name spoken that way again, even just once.
    Her climax wrenched his own out of him: he slammed in to her one final time and then he pushed himself up on his hands, threw his head back. His eyes were closed, his whole body was riding the wave of sensation and he wanted it to go on forever. She dug his fingers in to his back as he found his own release; she loved feeling this huge, strong man quiver in her arms. She loved knowing that she had done this to him.
    With a groan, Jake lowered his massive upper body on to her gently. She ran her hands through his hair and kissed him. They lay together, unmoving, their breaths slowing down and their bodies relaxing.
    Jake pulled out of her and pushed himself on to his knees.
    “Come on. In to bed with you.”
    She took his hand and they stood up. He laid her down on the tumbled bed and went in to the bathroom. She propped herself up on one hand and watched his ass and shoulders with pure lust. The man had a body to die for.
    Jake laid down beside her and gathered her in his arms. “You doing OK?”
    “You’d better believe it, cowboy.”
    Jake looked at her, those mint-green eyes glowing at him, and felt a familiar tug on his heart. She was just the most amazing woman he’d ever known… most days, he couldn’t believe that she loved him back.
    OK, Weston. Now.
    He pulled back from her a bit. “Julie?”
    “Yeah, hon?”
    “I… ummm… I want to talk to you about something. Something kind of serious.”
    She looked at his tense face. “OK. Is something wrong?”
    “No. Oh, no. But I… well, I wanted to bring something up with you.”
    Julie sat up. “Alright. Go ahead.”
    “OK.” Jake took a deep breath. “Well, you know how