He pressed in, slow and sure, going balls-deep until she was a hot, tight fist around him. And he felt her tighten her pelvic muscles to make it even better for him, because that was the type of woman she was—as generous with giving as she was enthusiastic in receiving.

Braced on one arm, he cupped one lush breast with his free hand, plumping it, kneading it, smiling as her muscles clenched around his dick. Sensitive breasts were his favorite. “The way you feel around me is fucking wonderful.”

The corners of her mouth tipped up, and he could see the pleasure in her big brown eyes.

Slowly, he started to move in and out, enjoying the slick feel of her cunt around him. Her nipple jutted into a peak in his hand.

He moved faster, harder, keeping a careful eye on her. He was big—yeah, no denying it—and it was worth taking a little extra time to ensure a woman was ready. But her hips were rising, meeting him with every thrust.

The sound of sex, wet and slapping, filled the room. Her face was flushed, eyelids at half-mast, as she ran her hands over his chest.

Close, but not quite there, and he’d give his next breath to see her come again. Fuck, he’d never seen anything sexier, and he damn well wanted to be inside her this time.

Let’s take a bit of control from her.

Releasing her breast, he lifted her left leg, setting it on his shoulder and holding it there—eliminating her ability to move or lift her hips. Forcing her to take what he had to give. As he drove harder, he watched her swallow, saw her color deepen, her nipples bunch tighter.

Her eyes closed as the muscles of her torso tensed. A thrust, another, and then her neck arched as she went over. Her cunt squeezed his cock, released, squeezed as she came in waves and “ohh, ohh, ohh, fuck, ohhhhh,” filled the room with her gorgeous voice.

The fantastic buffeting around his dick shoved him right over the edge. With a low roar, he slammed into her, deep, deeper, as heat engulfed his balls, then his cock, and he came with hard pleasurable jets.

Jesus fuck.

He pulled in some air, then gently lowered her leg to wrap around his waist. She did the same with her other leg and drew him even closer, holding him inside her with the same generosity that she made love.

Easing himself down on one elbow, he brushed her hair from her damp face and traced a finger around her swollen mouth. “Sweetheart. That was amazing.”

Under his touch, her lips curved up. “Hmm. It was…pretty good. Maybe we should go again, so I can be sure.”

He burst out laughing and hugged her to him. “We will definitely have to go again and see.”

It was well past dawn.