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waist, holding him deep.
    “This what you wanted?” he asked, his mouth an inch from hers.
    “Yesssss,” she hissed, pumping her hips.
    “I can’t be gentle.”
    “I’m countin’ on that, cowboy.”
    Johnny rested his elbows on the ground and began to move inside her, shallow strokes because she refused to ease her grip. “Baby,” he said, dipping down to kiss her mouth, “gimme some room to move.”
    “Can’t.” She mewled. “It’s too much.”
    “Let go. It’ll be all right.”
    Her eyes filled, her head lifted to kiss his chin, his cheek, then rub quickly against his mouth. But she eased her legs from around his hips, opening her thighs to give him greater access.
    Johnny closed his eyes, prayed for control, but it was already too late. Her moist heat surrounded every inch of him, subtle contractions rippling all along his shaft. He reared back, nearly pulling free, then slammed forward, grunting hard, unable to control his breaths any more that he could the quickening in his groin that fed his urgent motions.
    He hammered her pussy, thrusting deep again and again, building friction, tension tightening his balls, his thighs, until he closed in, his strokes shortening, sharpening.
    Her head tilted back, her chest rose. Her face screwed into a mask of ecstasy, reddening until she cried out and clawed at his back. “Faster, dammit, faster!”
    He gave her what she needed, bringing his knees closer in, sliding a hand under her ass to keep her close, then pounding harder. She keened loudly and her body stiffened. He couldn’t hold back a moment longer, shoving his face against her shoulder to muffle his shout as he came, cum jetting deep inside her. “Fuck! Fuck!”
    “Yes!” she cried.
    “No, fuck . I forgot a rubber,” he ground out, still pulsing against her.
    Killian laughed. The twins joined in. A hand patted his shoulder, and Johnny aimed a glare at his closest sibling. “Not a fucking word.”
    “We had a whole box sitting next to the fireplace. Funny neither of you thought of it.”
    “You could have said something.”
    “I figure Ellie here’s a good woman. Not much to worry about. And you haven’t been with anyone in a while, have you?”
    “I’m clean,” Johnny said, finding it strange he could look at Killian but not meet Ellie’s eyes, and he was still fucking her.
    “I’m clean, but I don’t know about timing,” she said softly.
    Reluctantly, he turned to meet her gaze. “Anything happens, I’ll do right by you.”
    Her hands shoved against his chest. “I don’t need any man doing right by me. Not out of obligation.”
    Johnny blew a breath, exasperated because he’d managed to get her back up again. “Can’t think,” he growled. “Not what I meant.”
    Her lips pulled into a mulish pout. “You through?”
    He saw the hint of moisture in her eyes, and wondered how he’d managed to spoil everything so quickly. “Sorry.” He withdrew slowly, reluctant to leave her slick heat. When his cock slid free, it scraped along the coarse wool of the carpet. “Damn stuff itches.” His brothers moved back and he raised up, kneeling in front of her. He raked back his hair. “Ellie…”
    “I’m all right. Just…just give me some space. And I need a towel or you’ll have to wash this rug.”
    Killian dropped a cloth between them.
    Ellie’s eyes bulged, silently admonishing them all.
    Johnny backed away from her to give her privacy then aimed glares at the rest of the guys.
    His brothers left the room silently. Johnny turned his back, but stayed where he was beside her. “I’m sorry,” he repeated.
    “It’s all right. I’m fine.”
    “It was good.”
    She snorted. “Maybe you shouldn’t try to talk to me right now.”
    His lips twisted. “This wasn’t how I wanted our first time to be.”
    “It wasn’t how I imagined it either…but I was okay with it. Until you poured cold water all over me.”
    “Give me another chance?”
    He heard a sigh. Felt warmth