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her smile.
    Kesslyn looked up into copper brown eyes that burned with lust for her and she was lost. She wanted this man with a desperation she did n’ t understand. So she lifted her face and kissed him again with all of the longing she was feeling in her chest. Beau responded immediately.
    The feel of his big, hard body against hers, nearly dwarfing hers, made Kesslyn feel small and feminine. Even a little delicate, which she was n’ t and she knew it. Kesslyn was tall, curvy, and quite feminine, but not delicate. It said a lot about the size of the man currently pulling the t-shirt over her head and tossing it back into the cab of his truck.
    She imagined a man like Beau would need a huge bed. The thought of him in an actual bed was tempting. The weight of him would press her deep into the mattress. She wanted that but it was too late now. Beau already had her breasts exposed above the cups of her bra. He was plumping a breast with one hand and sucking the pouting nipple deep into his hot mouth. The tug shot from her breast straight to her core. Damn, he might make her come with just his mouth on her breast if he kept up that intense suction while she rubbed herself against his thigh.
    Bea u’ s other hand got busy unbuttoning her shorts. Kesslyn dragged her nails lightly down his chest to the waist of his slacks. He shivered and began making his way back up her chest to lick her collarbone. She made fast work of unbuttoning his tailored trousers and went straight for the prize. And what a package it was. Bea u’ s manhood was rock hard, smooth as granite, and shockingly proportionate with the rest of his big body.
    “ Oh, my .” The words slipped out and Beau chuckled against her neck.
    “ All for you, Yankee . ”
    She was too absorbed in the way he was nibbling her earlobe to argue about being a yankee. There was nothing wrong with being a yankee in her opinion. It was just that she was a loyal Orioles fan. That nickname came too close to crossing the line of calling her a New York Yankees fan. Those were fighting words.
    Kesslyn lost all thought of anything but Bea u’ s fingers when he hiked up her leg to his hip and tugged off one of her shoes. Before she could kick off the other he had her shorts around her ankles. His fingers pressed into her slick folds to stroke and tease at her opening and flick at her hard little nub of pleasure. She was primed and ready for him.
    “ Oh, fuck, Beau. I’ m going to come ,” she panted.
    “ No, m a’ am. Not without me. No cheating .” He grinned, and her heart did a little flip.
    They were in the middle of a heated moment, and he could still tease her. Kesslyn had the feeling he would tease whenever possible.
    Bea u’ s hand left her to grab his suit jacket that was draped over the seat back. He leaned back, and she got a good look at the work of art she was stroking up and down with a firm grip.
    Beau was a man on a mission to conquer. He dug a condom out of his wallet and ripped open the package with his teeth. He covered his cock and tugged Kesslyn to the very edge of the seat. He was so tall that her exposed pussy was at the perfect level for his penetration. He guided the head of that monster to her opening and Kesslyn held on tight.
    “ I ca n’ t be gentle right now, Kesslyn. I need to fuck you deep and hard. Can you handle me baby ?” He was there. Right there, and she needed him inside of her. She nodded but could n’ t speak through the knot of anticipation in her chest. Hard. Deep. Fast. Yes, tha t’ s what she wanted.
    Beau pressed forward, parting her folds. He stretched her tender flesh as he buried himself deep. She felt full and tense. He held still for only a moment.
    “ Relax for me. This is going to feel real nice, baby. I promise ,” he told her just as he pulled back and returned with a firm push. The air left her lungs. He put a hand between her breasts, encouraging her to lay back on the seat. That changed his angle, and her eyes