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he
countered, seizing her wrist and tugging at her until she fell backward onto
his lap. As she struggled to scoot off him, Grace felt the long length of his
erection jutting against her buttocks.
    His arms locked around her with his hands
covering her breasts. One hand wandered into the opening of her shirt and then
into the top cup of her bra to caress her the now-hard nub. A buzz of
exquisitely painful ecstasy coursed through her. Her breath caught in her
throat. Grace inhaled a shaky breath then exhaled, fighting to bring herself
under control.
    “Come on.” She swallowed hard. “Let me
up.”
    His answering chuckle released a breath
against her nape that sent shivers through her, and a melting wetness invaded
her core. Grace squeezed her legs together, but there was no relief from the
exquisite ache building there. She glanced over her shoulder for a glimpse of
his face. Antonio’s expression could only be described as contented. His eyes
were closed and his mouth was set in a blissful smile as he continued to knead
and caress her breast.
    “There’s a price to cooperation,” he said
with a husky tone. “A kiss.”
    “That’s not a good idea,” she said, taking
in a raspy breath.
    “Just one,” he pleaded, opening his eyes.
Their hazel depths bewitched her.
    “Okay,” she conceded, and then bent back
to quickly peck his lips with hers. “You’ve had your kiss, now let me up.”
    “That’s not a kiss,” he complained. “This
is a kiss.” While his right hand continued to pluck at her nipple, his left
came up, and with his palm against her cheek, he brought both her face and
upper body around. Then the tip of his tongue carefully licked at the line of
her lips right before his mouth met hers.
    Quivering, Grace couldn’t help opening her
lips to his insistent mouth, allowing his tongue to slide inside. Antonio’s
lips devoured her as his tongue penetrated, stroked and probed. Soon, her
answering tongue tangled with his as her mouth matched his hungry assault. One
of her hands clutched at his head, her fingers buried in his hair. She ground
her bottom against his hardness. Antonio groaned into her mouth and a tremor
went through him. If anything, he grew harder.
    He broke their kiss. “Inside you,” he
breathed. “I have to be inside you. Now.” His mouth took hers again. The hand
at her breast left and went to her knee, stroking up her thigh, pushing under
the hem.
    Pulling away briefly, she choked out,
“Yes.”
    Wiggling, she managed to hike up her dress
as he fumbled at his zipper.
    “Damn,” he swore, and then she heard the
zipper give way and felt him reach inside. Finally, his length sprang free of
the fabric and pushed against her cleft impeded only by the silk bikini panties
she wore.
    Antonio leaned them both forward in order
to drape her over his glass-top coffee table. Both of them tore at her panties
until they were down over her bottom and half down her thighs. Leaning forward
until the head of his penis tantalized her, Grace panted. “Oh Antonio.”
    Before the sound of the last word had
faded, he impaled her, driving into her core. With the panties still at her
thighs, she felt incredibly tight and he impossibly big as he pushed to the
hilt and she felt the tip of him at her innermost recesses.
    One hand levered on the coffee table beside
hers, and she felt the other caress her belly before his fingers inched
downward to play with her. He moved his powerful body, recoiling only to plunge
relentlessly in again. Driving her ever closer to climax. Her core tightened
into a coil. Her knees weakened and dizziness swept through her. Just as she
thought the pleasurable pain of it was too much to bear, she convulsed. The
tight coil released and ripples of carnal delight rolled through her. Antonio
bucked against her three more times before his own release came and she felt
his semen spurt inside her.
    He collapsed against her back, and Grace
felt the edge of the table bite into her