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beneath her panties, and the heat from him eased inside her, making her passage weep. As her need for him intensified, she was only vaguely aware of him releasing the hooks on her bra.
    Another groan filled the night and this time she knew that it came from him. Breaking the kiss, he whipped her around. His hands swept up the front of her body to grip her breasts and haul her back against his chest. Pleasure speared her and she arched into his hands so that her breasts spilled through his widespread fingers. Doing so also brought her ass in closer contact with his jeans and the rigid length of his cock pressed into the cleft between her cheeks. The thought that only thin nylon and rough denim separated them sent another spear of pleasure into her. But this one was sharper and more focused inside her lower body.
    “I’ve wanted this—wanted you—for so long,” he whispered as he buried his face once more in the side of her neck.
    “Me, too,” was all she could manage to say as his hands stroked and squeezed her breasts. His fingers plucked at her nipples while his mouth captured one of her earlobes and began to suck it, swirling his tongue against the flesh. Vibrations of need hummed through her body as he began to kiss and nip a path down her neck to her shoulder.
    He must have felt that vibration for he slid his hands downward, hooked his thumbs into the sides of her panties and stripped them away. The motion had him bending at the knees, running his tongue down her spine. His teeth nipped at her flesh where her lower back began to curve down to her ass, sending goose bumps crawling over her skin. As he straightened, one of his hands came around in front of her, stroking toward her throbbing pussy. With each advance of his hand, the need inside her coiled tighter. At last his fingers pushed through the tangle of curls covering her mound, finding her labia swollen and throbbing. But instead of breaching those heavy lips, his fingers pinched them together. Exquisite need accompanied a rush of moisture, and she reached one of her own hands down to grip his fingers and press them more tightly together and upward so that the sensation flowed up her vagina and into her womb.
    Yes , she thought—or maybe she said it—as her pleasure intensified.
    His free hand came around to join the other at her labia and his body aligned with hers. He was naked at last. His bare cock—so hard and hot—ground against her ass. His chest hair tickled her shoulder blades, his thighs bumped hers and then one of his feet hooked around her ankle. He drew his leg outward, forcing her legs apart so that her pussy opened to him.
    Dera gasped as wetness surged anew within the folds of her labia. A cry of completion escaped her as he pushed two fingers into her weeping passage, sending sparks across her saturated nerves. Teetering on the brink of climax, she longed for release. At the same time, she wanted to hold fast to this moment, this sensation. She tried to hold off but when one of his hands rose to grip her breast again, to pinch her swollen nipple, she lost control. Need spiraled tighter for one more exquisite instant and then sprang free. Pleasure coursed through her body, pulsing in waves of release that had her groaning aloud.
    Suddenly, she was turning, falling, landing on the bed. His mouth was covering hers, his cock sliding inside her body. The touch of his hard flesh to her convulsing passage intensified her climax and she cried out again as her body shattered.
     
    Alec groaned as her tight passage convulsed around his cock. She’d come so fast, her inner muscles clenching around him, drawing him deep inside. Pleasure rippled through him, tightening his leg and abdominal muscles. Even his ass cheeks clenched as he was overcome by a primitive urge to pound inside her. But he didn’t want this encounter to end too quickly. He’d waited too long and he wanted the pleasure to last. And yet his body didn’t seem to care what his