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A raspy growl shot out of her.
He pushed off the stool. “You. Come with me.”
Up the stairs they went, the urgency to their pace turning him hard with desire. “I want you in my bedroom, in my bed.”
“I want that too.”
He opened his bedroom door, closed it behind her. She was in his arms, kissing him with a passion that had him moaning through their embrace. She was on fire, stroking his tongue with a wild, wild greed.
He slowed the kiss, ended it. “Naked.” He stripped her bare, paused to admire her beautiful feminine form.
“You don’t get to have all the fun,” she rasped. With nimble fingers, she worked to undress him. Seconds later, they were pressed against each other, the heat of her skin on his turning him into a beast.
She raked her fingernails down his back, grabbed his ass and squeezed. His erection was pressed against her, his desire to mate turning him into an animal.
The intensity in her gaze had him growling her name. “Simone, I need you.” He threw back the linens and they tumbled into bed.
“In me,” she gasped between kisses. “I need you in me.”
While fondling her breast, he covered her nipple with his mouth and sucked. The harder he sucked, the firmer her nipple, the more ardent her moans. So much lust passed between them, he ached to bury himself inside her and surrender to the need.
“Ohgod, that feels good,” she bleated. “I love that.”
She moved her hand between her legs.
“My sexy, sexy Simone.”
While he licked her other nipple, she caressed her clit. He stroked her drenched pussy, delicately teasing her sensitive skin. She began undulating beneath him, her growly moans sending jolt after jolt of pure lust pounding through him.
He could come from the way she moved, the erotic way she touched herself, the fucking hot sounds she made.
And then, she started bucking. He kissed her, hard. When she shoved her tongue into his mouth, she convulsed beneath him, crying out. Watching her climax, seeing the ecstasy on her face, made him happy.
In those few seconds, he knew he needed to lean into Simone. She was his second chance at having a life filled with meaning and love… and he was going to take it.
Seconds passed. Her eyes fluttered open and she peered at him with half-hooded eyes.
Never before had he felt so connected to anyone.
She stilled, breathed deep. “Mygod, you undo me.”
“Zhuzhing?”
She smiled. “So much zhuzhing.” Then, she nudged him off her and mounted him. After curling her long fingers around his wet shaft, she took him inside her in one glorious glide. The onslaught of pleasure sent him flying high.
“Fucking good,” he rasped.
She fondled her tits, pulled on her engorged nipples, while she rode his shaft. Hit after hit of euphoria shot through him.
“Do you like the way I’m fucking you, Mr. Santini? Do you like how my pussy is devouring your huge cock?”
Her dirty talk had him grabbing her hips. “You fuck good, baby.”
She stroked her chest, pinched her nipples, and started moving faster. Up and down while the rush filtered into every part of him. So much pleasure. Then, she raised her arms over her head and came down on him completely.
And she stilled. She peered at him with lusty eyes, slickened her pouty lips with her tongue.
“Sit up.”
