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savage pump that had her quivering and bucking
shamelessly. He finger fucked her with the deepest, longest strokes. Within
seconds, a fireball slammed into her. She twisted harder and cried out as she
writhed and gyrated upon his fingers.
    Colorful lights flashed in her mind and shocking tremors
shook her legs. Tears burned her eyes as spasms pounded through her. Thrashing
her hips, she cried out as he worked her, his fingers plunging into her deeper
and faster. Her vagina clenched and pleasure rode her body.
    Her thighs trembled. Her tummy tightened. And she swore she
lost her breath. Her mouth opened as she held tighter to his shoulders, digging
her nails into him. The need, the craving, the desperation spiraling through
her since she’d first seen him crashed together, making the wicked bursts of
pleasure sharper and exquisitely painful… but so beautiful, too. She gyrated
her hips with maddening speed, rocking into the explosion, and embraced the
carnal shivers as they seared through her with perfection.
    When he withdrew his fingers, she collapsed to her knees in
front of him, gasping for air, her eyes shut so tightly she swore she would
never be able to open them again. His hot mouth fused over hers, scattering all
thoughts to the wind. Urges pounded her as his hands cupped her breasts, his
fingers slipping through the nipple rings and tugging to this side of pain. He
pulled the rings and kissed her harder, demanding she kiss him back. She
returned his fire, melting her lips against his so intensely something deep
inside of her—something pure and innocent and untouched—unraveled for him.
    The trembling and spasms rocking her were so beautiful they
pushed her right to the edge of control. His lips disappeared, his fingers left
her rings. She wanted to open her eyes, to beg him not to stop, but the crackle
of a zipper lowering had her breath quickening. A rustle of clothing followed.
Her heart beat faster at foil ripping.
    The condom.
    Anticipation roared.
    Oh man! He would take her now. It was going to be
magnificent. She knew it. She would experience the most wonderful climax when
he fucked her. Oh! She could barely wait.
    Roughly, he grabbed her wrists and brought her to her feet.
The cold, solid door slapped her ass and back as he pushed her against it.
    His mouth slammed onto hers, taking her in a hot and fierce
kiss, like a wild man conquering the mate he wanted. His hands sifted through
her hair, holding her head, and she grabbed his naked waist to steady herself.
    He impaled her. His thick, swollen cock penetrated her in
one swift, brutal plunge, unraveling and melting her body until she became
pressed around his hard curves.
    Erotic anguish whipped through her as he withdrew and she
whimpered as he thrust into her a second time, her body instantly tightening
into a fierce pleasure ball. She exploded again. Violent tremors rocked her,
making her cry out shamelessly as the desperate need for him to keep fucking
her tore through her. She didn’t care if the other men in the house heard her.
Didn’t care if Blade knew she wanted him so badly it hurt.
    He buried himself deep and her vaginal muscles frantically
stretched in order to accommodate him.
    Perfect …like he belonged to her. He withdrew and
quickly pumped back into her, firm and furious, unleashing the pent-up arousal
keeping her hostage.
    Pleasure pounded hotly through her veins, making her
shudder. Her vagina gripped his condom-sheathed cock and milked him. Carnal need
shattered her. She quaked violently within a mindless wild storm. She
surrendered to him and he thrust harder and faster. She let out another
tortured cry as tension snapped through her body, making her shudder and writhe
in a dance of erotic gyrations.
    God! Was this possible? Having climax upon climax?
    Exploding on a guttural moan, she swiveled madly against his
hips, grinding and riding the wicked tremors. She held tight to his shoulders as
pleasure continued to pummel her. Within