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As the kiss continued to build, she planked over him and stroked his shaft and head.

“I love your touch,” he murmured before tucking her hair behind her ears.

He raked his teeth over her tongue, she moaned through the pleasure while her pussy turned slick with need. When shestarted moving over him, his urgent groans had her biting his earlobe, his chin, his shoulder.

She tore open the packet with her teeth, rolled it on. Then, she rose over him, fisted his hardness, and took him inside her.

Pleasure exploded through her and she released an ardent groan, but it was his gritty moan had her peering into his eyes. So much passion and lust stared back. She glided over his shaft, back and forth, each time taking in more of its length, letting it stretch her small space to accommodate its thickness.

Their mouths came together in a fiery kiss. He dragged his fingers down her back, grabbed her hips, and drove himself inside her.

“Ohgod,” she gasped. “So deep.”

She sat up and started moving on him. Up and down, letting the passion carry her away. He fondled her breasts, tweaked her nipples, now hard, sensitive nibs. She glided faster and faster, the euphoria taking her higher and higher.

“You are so damn sexy,” he said, his voice gritty. “Kiss me.”

She covered him with her body, pressed her lips to his.

In one easy move, he flipped them over, and he did what Carrera Santini did best. He took control.

Complete and total control.

He withdrew, she whimpered. He took her nipple into her mouth and sucked before he tugged with his teeth. She cried out, the painful pleasure numbing her mind, drawing her attention to him. The passion in his eyes, the ferocity in his touch kept her begging for more.

She spread her legs. “In me.”

“You are mine,” he growled. “And I am yours.”

He slid back inside her. She raised her ass off the bed. And they unleashed their fury, their energy, and their passion with an intensity that had her gasping for air.

The harder he fucked her, the harder she fucked him back. His groans were long and deep, and so damn satisfying. As she passed the point of no return, she told him she was about to come.

“Give it to me,” he growled. “We’ll come together.”

She started shaking, the orgasm starting deep inside, exploding out of her with so much power. She released a cry from the depths of her soul. He roared through his release, then kissed her, sinking his tongue into her mouth. When they calmed down, he rolled them back over, and she collapsed on his chest.

“Damn,” she murmured.

“Yeah.”

She ran her fingertips over his shoulder. He held her close, caressed her heated skin.

“You fuck good,” she whispered.

“Only ‘cause it’s you,” he replied.