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a foil rapper being ripped open. His hand slipped between their bodies to roll on a condom.
 Going to fuck you now, Lucy, he growled into her hair.
Her breath caught.  About time.
His hand traced up her throat to her jaw and squeezed.  Watch the way you speak to me.
A furious beat began pounding within Lucy. How many sides were there to this man? Cherishing
one minute, demanding the next. She couldn t keep up, yet both sides did incredible things to her. At
the movie last night, she d been upset over his using her lie as a reason to withhold pleasure, but up to
that point the delayed gratification had been a huge turn-on. Even after what they d done so far, she
suspected he was still holding back. She wanted more& all of it.
 I m sorry, she heard herself say, the sound of her hoarse apology somehow turning her on even
more. So did the fact that she hadn t actually seen his face yet, only heard his voice, felt his body. It
felt like an erotic fantasy, except her body s reactions told her she was most definitely wide-awake.
Swiftly, Matt yanked her panties down to her ankles. Holding her breath, she kicked them off the
rest of the way, anxiously waiting for his next move. His hand rested on her knee for a moment, the
touch in itself sending pings of electricity racing along her skin. Then he jerked it high and pulled it
back to rest on his thigh, leaving her open, her center exposed.
 Did I, or did I not, lick your beautiful pussy last night until you lost consciousness? He plunged
two thick fingers inside her, making her moan loudly.  An answer, Lucy.
 Y-yes, she answered on a shudder.  That happened.
He rotated his fingers, leisurely stroking her sensitive inner walls.  So when you say  about time it
makes me wonder what the hell you re talking about.
It didn t seem possible after the countless climaxes she d reached last night, but her belly tightened
again like a snare drum, an ache forming low and heavy, all controlled by Matt s hand. She racked her
brain for a way to answer him that would make him continue touching her.  I was talking about you.
You didn t 
He delivered a sharp smack between her legs.  I didn t what?
 Ah! Shocked pleasure flooding her, Lucy searched for an adequate response. Her clitoris
throbbed where he d delivered the stinging slap. There was pain, but oh, mostly just driving need so
strong she shook.  I wanted you inside me.
 Oh, I remember. His amused answer sent warm breath washing over her ear.  All your hot
begging and moaning.  Please, Matt. Fuck me. Fuck me. I need it so bad.  Another ringing slap
between her thighs, right over her sensitive bundle of nerves.  Do you enjoy making me crazy?
Lucy whimpered as his thumb stroked her clitoris.  A little bit, yeah.
 Wrong answer. Without warning, he drove his erection home inside of her.  Fuuuuuck.
The same long, drawn-out blasphemy echoed in Lucy s head, but all that came out was a muffled
scream. After hours of needing to be filled by Matt, it had finally happened and somehow it beat the
memory of the last time, an incredible feat since he d blown her mind in that motel room. He felt
enormous, throbbing deep inside her, but he didn t move. She suspected he was calming himself,
getting used to the sensation of their joined bodies. The evidence that she affected him as much as he
affected her filled her with confidence. Made her feel wanted. Needed. Vital.
 Pull your knees up to your chest. His voice was gravel.  Keep them there. And hang the fuck on.
She drew her knees up and wrapped her arms beneath them, eyes fluttering closed in anticipation.
When he mimicked her actions, overlapping her banded arms and pulling her tighter against him, they
let out a simultaneous groan. She didn t think two people could get any closer than they were at that
moment, her curled up on her side with his body enveloping her.  Oh, please. Please, she breathed,
needing him to move.
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