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cock from root to tip and back again. Her breasts rose and fell with the increased pace of her breathing and his own breath seesawed in and out of his lungs.
    Abruptly he stopped, brushed her hands away and turned her so she faced away from him. She tried to turn back but he put one hand on her shoulder, pressing firmly.
    “Don’t move,” he ordered. “Just stay this way.”
    He soaped his hands again and moved them down her back, kneading the delicate muscles. God, she was such a tiny thing. And with her short spiky hair slicked down on her head she looked so young he wanted to ask her if she was even of legal age. For anything. He swept down the length of her spine to the curve of her ass, cupped the firm globes and squeezed them. Her muscles flexed back against his hands, a delicate movement that shot up his testosterone level. He trailed his fingers through the warm crevice, finding the tight puckered ring of her hole and just barely scraping his fingernail over it.
    Darcy shuddered and he heard a soft moan bubble up from her. Jesus, the thought of his cock penetrating her there was almost more than he could bear. He turned her to face him again, urged her legs apart with his foot and knelt beneath the stinging spray of the shower. Opening her labia with his fingers, he allowed the water to rinse away the remnants of lather before placing his mouth on her clit and pulling on it hard.
    Darcy clamped her hands on his shoulders, her fingernails digging into him as he sucked and tugged on the bundle of nerves. Probing for her opening he slid one finger into the tight sheath of her pussy, feeling her muscles clench down on him at once. He curved the finger, pressing upward until he found the base of her clit from the inside. He slid a second finger inside her, then a third, working them slowly into her very tight channel. Then he worked his mouth and his fingers, stroking and sucking until he felt her body convulse, the walls of her pussy grip down on him and her entire body shake with the force of her climax.
    The hot water had cleared away a substantial layer of the fog shrouding his brain. Now he barely gave her time to catch her breath before turning off the shower, lifting her out and drying them both very quickly. He carried her into the bedroom, yanked back the covers and deposited her on the sheet. Opening the drawer of the nightstand, he dug into the box of condoms he kept there and pulled one out, nearly tearing it in his haste to sheath himself.
    Then he was between her thighs, sliding his hands under her ass, lifting her up towards him. He was shaking with need so badly he had to move one hand to grip his cock and guide himself into the hot well of her cunt. The moment the head was inside a surge of heat washed through him so strong he had to grit his teeth for control. He paused, closed his eyes, took a deep breath and slowly, slowly inched his way fully into her tight, hot grasp.
    It was better than he imagined it could be. She was hot and wet, and her tender walls gripped him like an iron fist. Beneath him she was arching up to him and making delicious little sounds at the back of her throat.
    “Look at me.” His voice was so hoarse he barely recognised it. “Open your eyes and look at me.”
    She did, the oh-so thick lashes framing irises that had darkened almost to navy. Oh, yeah. She was as turned on as he was. Hoping he didn’t pass out again he lowered his head to take one stiff nipple into his mouth. Immediately she let her head fall back, exposing the sexy line of her neck, and the teasing sounds became full-throated moans.
    Jack sucked and pulled and nipped gently until the nipple hardened even more. Then he turned his attention to the other one. But his control was beginning to erode, the electric feel of her pussy around him shredding the last of his self-discipline. If indeed he had any left tonight.
    Sucking in a deep breath he gave in to the need and jackhammered into her. Again, again,