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pushed the head of his cock inside her wet opening.
    The tremble in her legs fueled his self-torture. For a moment, a twinge of guilt held him back. Sophie was a good girl, not the kind who participated in sex games for the sheer pleasure. Not like him. Was she ready for sex for sex’s sake? In the game he played, emotional love had no part in the action. Pleasure and satisfaction were the end results. He should stop right now.
    “Please, Hawk.” His cock swelled at the wanton tremor in her voice. “Fuck me. I can’t stand it.”
    He shoved his guilt aside. “Talk dirty to me.”
    Her eyes opened, and he drowned in the dazed passion of her usually alert gaze.
    “What are you’re feeling? Tell me what you want. What makes you feel good?” He let go of her thighs. They stayed splayed. After one teasing pinch of her hardened nub, he cupped her breasts. He leaned forward to tongue a swollen nipple and pushed his cock deeper. So damn snug.
    He quickly pulled out of her and sank to the floor and licked her clit. “Talk to me.”
    Sophie gasped. “Yes! Your tongue feels so… Oh!”
    Her panting voice urged him on. He tongue fucked her until he sensed her orgasm fast approaching. Grabbing her hips to stop her squirming, he blew on her opening.
    “Damn you.”
    She yanked his hair. Despite her desperation, a perversity to let her know what kind of man he was drove him on. “What do you call your vagina? Pussy?”
    “Bunny,” she choked out.
    Hawk chuckled and ran his tongue down the full length of her slit, sucking her clit. She lurched and flooded his mouth.
    “I bet Bunny would like a big carrot.”
    “Stop tormenting me. Do you want me to beg?”
    He came to his feet and pushed her flat on the table. Hooking his hands under her knees, he yanked her onto his aching cock. With one hard thrust, he was inside. Closing his eyes, he held her pussy tight against his pelvis. Her clenching vaginal muscles milked his cock. Like a stick of dynamite, his body was poised to explode.
    He forced himself to loosen his grip. “Move, baby. Make yourself come. Hurry.”
    Sophie thrust upward and wrapped her legs around his waist. A guttural groan escaped him when she braced her hands and raised her ass. The up and down motion moved his cock in a new direction. He clasped her around the waist, lifted her off the table and pushed her against the bathroom door. He welcomed the pain of her fingers digging into his shoulders as she rotated her ass in a circular motion. He hadn’t pulled out once and yet he was on the brink of orgasm, even without the friction. He pushed his hand between their bodies, his thumb zeroing in on her clit. Holding the hard nub between his forefinger and thumb, he squeezed and tugged.
    Sophie tightened her arms around his neck. “Yes, yes, yes. Don’t stop. Harder! I’m coming…” Her orgasm shattered the nerve endings in his cock. The sperm in his balls emptied into her, shooting pleasure to all his extremities. The climax damn near killed him. Afraid his legs would collapse, he leaned heavily against her to hold himself up. Shards of satisfaction continued to curl his toes. When his brain started functioning again, he felt a bit ill. Was he fucking crazy? What the hell had he been thinking? The answer was simple. He hadn’t been. At least not with the head on his shoulders. Sophie was a complication he didn’t need right now.
    Christ. They hadn’t used a condom. Wasn’t every woman today on the Pill? He was clean and would bet his last dollar that Sophie was too. Yet this was the first time in his life he’d taken a woman without taking precautions. He didn’t dare consider the implications.
    Sophie continued to breathe hard as she moved on his shrinking erection. He pulled out before she made him ready for round two. “Ah, we may have a problem.”
    “I know. I’m on the Pill, but we should have used a condom.”
    He kissed her hard. ”Sorry, I seem to be condomless.”
    Sophie unwrapped her