Sitting back, he took a condom from his wallet, opened his jeans, and sheathed himself.

She had a moment to think, he’s awfully big, before his cock was at her entrance.

Gradually, he worked his way partly in, big enough she felt the burn as her core stretched to accommodate him.

Her pussy kept contracting around him in fresh bursts of pleasure.

Carefully, he lowered himself on top of her, bracing a hand beside her shoulder to keep most of his weight off her sore ribs.

Pausing, he evaluated her expression. His smile flickered, and he rubbed his cheek over hers. “Hang on, Goldie.”

Even as he spoke, he pressed in, the relentless advance stretching her impossibly full. The feeling of being…taken…rocked her to the core. Possession. No choices, no worries, no decisions.

And then he was in. So very hot and thick.

Oh God. She panted as new ripples of pleasure shot through her.

“You feel amazing.” Ever so slowly, he pulled back and pressed in again. “Put your arms around my neck, Julie.”

She obeyed and ran her palms over his back. The skin over his shoulders was satin stretched over rock-hard boulders of muscles. A patch of bumpy scarred tissue was palpable proof he was a warrior.

He pulled back, thrust in. Each slow slide of his shaft sent heat lancing across her senses.

His eyes were slightly narrowed, his gaze on her face.

With each controlled thrust, his pelvis rubbed over her exquisitely sensitive clit, setting up a pulsing cadence in her center. Helplessly, she tightened around him.

“That’s right,” he murmured…and increased the pace.

Her body wound tighter and tighter, the pressure building. Oh, oh, oh. The surge of her impending climax was so strong, so terrifying that she whimpered.

She heard him whisper, “Hang on to me, sweetness,” and as she gripped his broad shoulders, it hit.

She was coming—coming so hard that every single cell in her body joined in the fireworks of pleasure.

As her hips lifted, he ground against her clit in a stab of brutal pleasure. A wailing cry broke from her.

Then, with a low growl, he pressed in, so very huge and deep inside her, and she could feel the jerking of his shaft.

As his muscles relaxed to putty, Gabe moved far enough to lie at Julie’s side. The sweetness of release simmered through his body. Yeah, it’d been a long time.

Propping his head on his hand, he smiled at the pink flush that ran from her breasts to her face.

Her eyes were closed, and her breathing was still fast, her lips reddened from his kisses. Damn, she was touchable, and he couldn’t resist stroking her silky skin. Under his palm, her breasts still felt tight and swollen, although her nipples were softening.

As was his dick. With an unspoken curse, he eased off the bed.