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                           She turned in his arms, lifting her hands to frame his face, pulling him down
                           until their mouths touched. The kiss was torrid; sucking his breath from his body and leaving him wanting more. 
                           He could feel a desperate need in her kiss. The hot essence of sexual desire
                           poured over him, drowning him in that need. They were strangers, yet each wanted what the other seemed more than willing to
                           give.
                           Clothes flew. He thought he heard cloth rip but neither of them slowed. The
                           instant bare, hot skin touched he knew this was going to be a quick, hard fuck. He was too turned on; she was too needy.
                           He started to pick her up to carry her to the bedroom. Instead, she lifted her
                           leg to his hip, sliding her calf along his ass to urge him closer. When he palmed her soft butt cheeks, she lifted the other
                           leg, locking her ankles at the small of his back.
                           “If that’s the way you want it,” he murmured, shuffling toward
                           the closest wall. When he felt her back touch, he lifted her hips, his cock unerringly finding her hot opening. He slammed
                           into her and stopped, groaning with the wet heat of her. She was tight, her muscles adjusting to his size and then squeezing
                           around him in welcome.
                           No foreplay, no seduction. No casual hints that he wanted to fuck her and no
                           demure hesitation on her part. Just slam me up against the wall and fuck me sex.
                           
                           His male ego was exalting in her need for him, even if his intellectual self
                           questioned whether any cock would have satisfied her. With every hard thrust into her willing body, his intelligence receded
                           into the background until only his ego remained.
                           Fuck her. Give her what she wants. Do
                           it.
                           With a cry she climaxed and Win shoved up into her and stilled, letting the
                           spasms clutch around him. He gritted his teeth and concentrated on not coming, but she felt so fucking good!
                           Hell no, his ego said, enjoy the pleasure. Wait her out, then
                           give her more.
                           He watched her face; her eyes closed and her lips curved. Her tongue came out
                           to lick her lips and he bent closer to kiss her. Soft lips opened beneath his assault and he deepened the kiss, tongues touching,
                           exploring until his cock jerked inside her.
                           His control became nonexistent.
                           Win cupped her ass and carried her to his bedroom, lowering them both to the
                           mattress without sliding free. His cock was so hard and long it wasn’t going anywhere, at least not until it was satisfied.
                           As he settled between her legs, she unlocked her ankles and planted her feet
                           on the bed, pushing upward.
                           “You want more?” he asked, gently lifting a lock of silky hair off
                           her face and smoothing it across his pillow.
                           “You haven’t finished.”
                           He grinned at the concern in her voice. Sensitive woman to have noticed. “Believe
                           me, I’m having fun. It’s early yet.”