Lipstick on His Collar
penetration. His thumb left her and her body sagged, although she didn’t examine if it was in relief or disappointment.
    The blunt head of his cock slicked up her cleft, gathering moisture, taunting her, then rose higher, poised firmly against her ass. Oh God. Sweet pressure squeezed her eyes shut and she braced for his entrance. She wanted him to, suddenly wanted him to take her savagely, part pleasure and part pain. No man had breached this most private spot but she wanted the deepest of intimacies with Bram. The breath trapped in her lungs, she pushed back, giving him permission to take her where he wanted, how he wanted.
    “Do it.” Every nerve in her body quivered with need, tiny electric currents crackling in intensity. “I want you in my ass.”
    “No,” he said softly. “Not like this. For this, I take my time. I’m too hot to be gentle right now. I’m going to fuck your ass but not here, not now. Later, when I can have you begging me to make it burn so deep. And it will, lady, it will.”
    There was no time for regrets. His cock swept down her slit, the wide tip parting her swollen pussy lips, then slammed deep in one swift stroke. Her knees buckled and her head snapped back. Here was her pleasure-pain, his forceful entry delivering an almost sacred rapture. If Bram hadn’t been holding her, she’d have fallen to the floor. A tiny sound escaped her, a moan or a whimper, maybe a sigh, she wasn’t sure. She was too lost in self-indulgent delight to care.
    Under her tattered shorts, his hands clamped on her hips, fingers biting into her flesh. She needed that small bruising force, that centering, those half-moon impressions steadying her as she stretched around him, was filled by him, possessed by him.
    “Sweet Christ,” he muttered. “It’s too good, lady. I—I can’t hold back. It’s going to be fast.”
    “Good.” She bucked back to him. “Make it hard. Fuck me, Bram.”
    For one long second, he did nothing. He stroked up her thighs, palmed her ass and across her back. The dryers clicked off and his ragged breath was the only sound besides the blood rushing in her ears. Slowly, he pulled back, nearly out of her. Greedy, her greedy flesh sucked at him, not wanting to let him go, but then he plunged deep and she screamed. He did it again and again until she thought her cleft would split wide with orgasmic tremors.
    Wet friction fed the fire. A sizzle in the room electrified her sweat-damp skin, heightened the bite of his fingers into her hips, the skim of his thumb against bone. One hand ripped from the pulled shade to dive between her legs. Her clit thrummed under her quick strokes. Unbound, her hair slid off her shoulders. It provided a silken curtain, shielding her tight-tipped breasts from the chill seeping through the glass and vinyl slats. The soft strands grazed her nipples with each sway in erotic tickles.
    He thrust deep, and her hand fisted, cracking another vertical piece, letting the dark night through a sliver. Her panting breath condensed on the glass and a fog bloomed. Sucking in a shallow, cold breath, she moaned, “Yes, Bram, more.”
    Bram ran one hand up her spine, gripping her shoulder, pulling her into his thrusts. He’d tilted his hips, altering the angle and each push drove her to her tiptoes. He hit every sweet, twanging nerve in her wet pussy. Off balance, she tore her hand from her clit, planting it back on the rickety blinds. Her wet fingers splayed wide as she rocked back into his punishing strokes, desperate to climax again. The thick length of his cock, the slap of his body to hers, the mingling scents of fresh laundry and raging passion assaulted her senses. The low fire that simmered in her belly roared and her pussy tightened around him. His furious rhythm faltered.
    “Oh fuck, yeah, honey, like that, squeeze me.” Curving his chest to her back, he cupped her breasts, pinching the aching tips and sending flames to her core. She tightened and released, clenching

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