He reached up to bury his fingers in her hair and brought her back to him. “Have you done it this way before?”

She shook her head.

“You’ll like it.”

“Will you?”

Mac laughed. “Absolutely.” He ran his hands over the silky gown, gathering it up as he went. “Can we lose this or do you want to leave it on?”

“It can go.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes! Hurry!”

Moving quickly, they got rid of the rest of their clothes and broke open one of the new boxes of condoms.

“Let me,” Maddie said, taking the foil package from him.

Mac exhaled a long deep breath and counted backward from one hundred as she used her teeth to tear open the package, keeping her eyes fixed on his as she rolled it slowly over him.

“You’re so hard,” she whispered, shifting her eyes from his face to his groin. “Doesn’t that hurt?”

“No,” he said with a groan. “But if you don’t move a little faster, we’ll miss the best part.”

When he was finally sheathed, Maddie straddled him, and Mac decided he’d truly died and gone to heaven as she slowly took him in and began to ride him with tremendous enthusiasm—as if she’d been waiting forever to give this a whirl. Her heavy breasts swayed in time with the movements of her hips. With his arms around her, Mac brought her with him when he sat up against the back of the sofa, putting him at face-level with her breasts. He filled his hands and then his mouth.

Maddie threw her head back, lost in sensation.

Since he was watching her so closely, he saw the change come over her as she reached the first peak and then came back down to discover he wasn’t finished with her. “Do it again,” he whispered.

“I can’t,” she said, spent.

“Yes, you can.” He leaned her back against his raised knees and used his hips to lift her up and down.

She gasped as he went deeper than before.

“Hurt?” he asked.

Apparently unable to speak, she shook her head.

Mac took advantage of her preoccupation to skim his hands over her toned legs and belly, causing her to quiver under his touch. As he stepped up the rhythm of his hips, his fingers focused on the pulsating bundle of nerves between her legs, drawing a long, keening moan from her. Once again, her thighs tightened around him, and her body stiffened with fulfillment.

Mac kept a tight hold on her hips as he went with her, his face buried between her breasts.

Sagging into him, Maddie wrapped her arms around him and held on tight as he continued to pulse inside her.

He combed his fingers through her hair. “Like it?”

“Oh yeah,” she said breathlessly.

Mac’s soft laugh was interrupted when she raised her head to kiss him.

“How soon until we can do it again?”

“I’ve turned you into a regular sex fiend.”

She bit his neck. “How soon?”