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able to hold back. She could do it. Nothing would stop her.
    And then his finger probed her entrance, pressing inside and retreating. A whole new set of sensations. She’d already become wet, and as he slid his finger fully inside her, more moisture collected between her thighs. Unbelievable pleasure, but how much more wonderful to have his amazing cock inside her when she came. Stretching her and filling her. That would have to be the ultimate.
    Oh, yeah. Shit, yes. Now.
    “I’m ready,” she whispered.
    He lifted his head again, and she opened her eyes to look at him.
    “You sure?” he said. “I can finish this first.”
    “I want you inside me.”
    “All right, then.” He swung his feet over the side of the bed and opened a drawer in the small table. Quickly, he tore the square packet open and rolled the condom over his cock.
    Still holding his weight off her, he settled himself between her legs. Now she could reach his shaft and guide the head of his cock between her lips. He eased himself in slowly, allowing her to savor the passage of each inch. In truth, she had to adjust to his size, but after a few heart-melting moments, he was fully embedded in her. They stared into each other’s eyes for a long second, and then he pulled nearly out and surged back into her.
    Lord, have mercy. Her vision went unfocussed with pleasure, and she closed her eyes. As she had before, she ran her arms under his and back up so her palms fell on his shoulders. His muscles tensed with the effort to support his weight. But down below . . . oh, man . . . down below, the constant thrust and retreat created havoc inside her. Never in her life had she experienced such total possession.
    He groaned into her ear. “So tight.”
    “Is that good?”
    “Amazing,” he said.
    “You’re amazing, too.”
    “I just hope I last.”
    He would, certainly. He was a professional, and he wouldn’t leave her hanging. “I have faith in you.”
    He laughed, but the sound came out strained. His movements grew faster as he pushed himself into her. Each thrust jostled her clitoris, and the haze of deep arousal clouded her mind again. Yes, she’d come now. She only had to work a bit harder. Reach for it. Visualize it. Let it happen.
    “Angela?” he whispered.
    “Yes, Brent.”
    “Are you—”
    “Yes. Just don’t stop.” Damn it. Damn it all to hell. He was perfect. He’d done everything right. She’d done everything right. Why wouldn’t it happen?
    “God!” he shouted. After a few more massive thrusts, he stiffened in her arms. He’d climaxed, of course. She’d lied to him, telling him she was going to come, so she could hardly be upset with him. So, when he sank onto her, she held him and stroked his back.
    Maybe he hadn’t noticed her lack of orgasm. They could try again later. Something different. The experiment wouldn’t end up a total failure.
    After a moment, he rolled off her onto his side and pulled her against him. “You didn’t come.”
    “Maybe I did,” she said. “Sort of.”
    “There’s no sort of where orgasms are concerned. You either come or you don’t, and you didn’t.”
    “It’s not your fault.” She burrowed her head under his chin, avoiding his gaze. “You were wonderful.”
    “Not wonderful enough, obviously.”
    “It’s no big deal.”
    “Angela.” He slipped a finger under her chin and tipped her head back so he could stare into her eyes. “I’m going to take care of it.”
    “How?”
    With his trademark gentle touch, he eased her onto her back and kissed her again. Such a consummate lover, he wove a veil of lust around her, the heat of his body warming her right down to her toes. His hand went exploring, over one breast, past her belly, and landing at the juncture of her thighs. Now when his fingers went between her pussy lips, they made wet sounds. She could have worried about that but his finger landed immediately on her clitoris.
    “I should have known better,” he said. “I