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her whole pussy. God, he could read her well and was driving her insane.
    “Gonna come all over me?” he demanded, bending his head low to groan in her ear. “Gonna wet me down, Gillian? Gonna rub that hot pussy all over me until you explode?”
    One powerful thrust had his pubic thatch nestled against her clit, and that was all it took. The rough caress combined with the nasty things he was whispering in her ear tore another climax from her writhing body.
    She dug her nails into his shoulders, her toes curled, and she slammed her face into his chest, burrowing between his furry pecs as her body tore itself apart from the inside out.
    And through it all, he ground his hips in circles, keeping the pleasure flowing until she hung in his embrace, limp, sweating, and still hungry.
    Her head felt like it weighed a ton as she lifted it to look into green eyes so dilated they almost appeared black. “More.”
    Her demand was met with a truly wicked grin as he eased her back onto the bed.
    For a moment, she felt cold and bereft. She looked toward Declan only to see him bent over and digging through her bedside drawer.
    If she had the energy, she would move around and bite him on that tempting ass. His ass was a thing of perfection, after all. It was round and high, tight, and it bobbled as he shifted from foot to foot. Oh, yeah, she wanted to bite it, to leave her little red teeth marks all over his pale flesh and mark her territory so he would remember who he had taken to his bed.
    But then he spun around and the subject of his ass was tabled as she got another good look at his cock. It was so hard it wasn’t moving much, the tip wet with his leaking pre-cum, silvery trails of the stuff coating his shaft.
    It was a meaty mouthful, and she was determined to get that hot piece of cock deep inside her.
    She looked up into his face, and he looked decidedly wolfish and starving as he examined her splayed body.
    “I’m going to fuck you,” he finally said to her, his voice matter of fact, if a bit breathless. “I am going to sink myself so deep into you that you won’t know where I start and you begin. And then I am going to fuck you.”
    That sounded quite all right to her. She reached for him, watching with heated eyes as he open the condom packet and pulled out the thin layer of latex.
    She hoped the damn thing would fit. She watched, one hand pressed to her hot swollen pussy, as he slid the condom in place.
    Then, fast as lightning, he was over her, spreading her legs wide and placing himself up against her opening.
    “Open, please.” Gillian looked up to find his eyes staring directly into hers.
    He was so pretty, she thought, her breath hitching as the heat of him sent her hips arching up and her hands latching onto those shoulders.
    “Good,” he breathed as she felt her muscles loosening. He pressed the head of his cock into her, and Gillian gasped at the wideness of him.
    God, this was going to hurt so good, she thought and arched her hips up. Inch by teasing, painfully delicious inch, he slid inside her. His body was trembling, sweat slicking his hair to his head as that low, growling tone reverberated up from his chest.
    Gillian’s head whipped from side to side, her nails digging into his skin. Her mouth opened and gasping moans tore from her throat.
    She was going mad, it felt so good! She could feel herself stretching, her walls giving way to his steel hardness. Her nerve endings burned, and that tightness in her belly that told of impending orgasm was back.
    She tried to lurch upward, to take him all in, but he used his great weight to hold her still. “Easy,” he breathed against her neck, nipping at the delicate flesh there, driving her hunger for him higher. “Not yet, baby. Just take it. Loosen, open up for me.”
    She sobbed her pleasure as he moved deeper. He was so thick he was hitting all her buttons without even trying. And then he was pulling out a little and sliding in deeper.
    “De-Declan.”