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Did he wait too late to stop her.

And, outside in the back of the bungalow was a shower. For months, they fantasized...

On their return to the bungalow, they were barely able to open the door and as they fell on the bed, she gave a muffled cry, from both pleasure and shock. She felt the instant heat and the instant need for him. Desperate for more she tugged at his clothing. The weight of him pushing her into the bed, the feel of his body filled her. She felt as though she would die if she could not feel his strength inside her. She could feel her nipples throb as if his mouth had already claimed them.

"Hurry" she said, "I need to touch you.."

The hot steam of lust flooded through him, clawed at his throat and loins. In one rough move, he was on top of her, caging her wrists in his hand then yanked her arms over her head. Even as she struggled for freedom he crushed his mouths on hers, devouring, taking greedy swallows of her ragged breaths until they turned into moans.

"Let go of my hands," she said breathlessly.

"No, you'll take what I give you now and won't think of anything but what I'm doing to you." With his free hand, he opened the buttons of her shirt, one at a time, letting his fingertip graze flesh as he moved from one button to the next exposing her.

"If you're afraid, tell me to stop," he said as his hand cupped her breast, covered, molded, possessed.

"I'm not afraid of you." But she trembled nonetheless, her breath catching as he circled his thumb whisper light over her nipple. She arched her back wanting him to pinch her nipple, to pull it.

"I want more.. I need you inside me," she said breathlessly.

"I want you naked, I want to touch you," he said. He dipped his head and licked delicately at her nipple.

As she squirmed under his touch he flipped the button of her jeans open and slid his hand down, scraping his nails lightly over her. As he reached her pussy he paused, she arched her back and raised her hips trying to meet his fingers with her aching pussy. But, he didn't allow it. He let his fingers linger barely touching her wet throbbing clit.

"Please touch me, run your fingers over my clit," she begged him.

"I want you withering" he said with lust in his voice.

He lowered his head again and this time took the sensitized point of her breast gently in his teeth, bit down with an exquisite control that sent her heart hammering against his greedy mouth. While his mouth moved from her breast to capture her mouth, his other hand ruthlessly plunged into her wet, throbbing pussy, his thumb rubbing over her swollen clit. The sensation of his skin sliding and slipping over hers made her breath catch, her heart stutter, and he sent her over the edge, her body wracked with the violent spasms of her first orgasm.

There was nothing this man couldn't take from her. Nothing she wouldn't give to him. He dazed her, delighted and destroyed her. The man tempted her in all manner of ways. To him, there was nothing more arousing than the surrender of a strong woman, that yielding of a tough body. He smiled down at her, dragged her clothes aside, spread her wide, and feasted.

With one hard thrust, he was deep inside her, with each violent plunge, he seemed to go deeper, stroking into her fast and furious. His fingers dug into her hips pulling her deeper onto him. Her head was thrown back in full abandon as she absorbed each violent stroke begging him to go deeper into her. He watched it build one last time, felt the power of it swarming into her, onto him, that surge of outrageous energy. And, when he felt her muscles clamp down on his cock, her moan his name he emptied himself into her.

.....

He had bruised her; he could already see the marks of his own fingers on her skin as she lay facedown on the rumpled bed. There was such a toughness about her that he forgot at times that her skin had a surprising delicacy.

He gently turned her over onto her back.

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