the
moment
she’d
met
him
took
over
and
she
pulled
him
down
to
her,
determined
to
make
this
morning
a
repeat
of
last
night.
He
broke
off
the
kiss
and
his
hands
and
mouth
went
to
work
to
drive
her
insanely
out
of
her
mind.
She
twisted
and
moaned
beneath
him
sighing
his
name
and
reaching
out
to
capture
in
her
hands
that
part
of
him
she
wanted
so
badly.
When
she
held
his
thick
arousal
in
her
hand
she
folded
her
fingers
around
him,
squeezing
him
in
her
palm.
She
looked
up,
met
his
gaze
and
asked,
“Ready?”
The
heat
from
his
gaze
nearly
scorched
her
insides
and
when
he
smiled
she
became
entrenched
in
passion
so
intense
she
could
barely
breathe.
“Ready,”
he
replied.
She
let
go
and
the
solid
length
of
him
probed
her
feminine
folds
as
he
rolled
his
hips,
finding
the
rhythm
he
intended
for
them
to
share.
Sweat
appeared
on
his
forehead
and
she
knew
he
was
just
as
over
the
edge
as
she
was,
just
as
hungry
for
this.
Lowering
his
head,
he
captured
her
mouth,
sought
out
her
tongue
at
the
same
exact
moment
that
he
entered
her,
swallowing
the
moan
that
came
from
deep
in
her
throat.
He
lifted
her
hips
and
wrapped
her
legs
around
him
as
he
went
deeper.
She
felt
all
of
him,
every
single
inch
of
his
intimate
flesh.
He
thrust
back
and
forth
inside
her
as
he
deepened
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