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his fingers inside. Then he touched her lower. Between the clenched cheeks of her ass, pushing and probing even though she tensed against him. The moisture from her sex eased his way just a little, so that he could press against the tightly puckered bud. “I 61
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    want to fuck you here,” he said baldly, looking up at her face to gauge her reaction. “If you don’t want me to, now is your only chance to tell me no. Because if you don’t, I’m going to have you so hot and ready for it, you won’t even be able to think, much less tell me you don’t want it.”
    Jaynie’s voice was shaky. “I want it.”
    A hot male grin that curled his lips and then he rolled her over onto her belly. He left the bed and when she looked back over her shoulder at him, she saw he had brought something with him. A small black bag. He reached inside and pulled out a bottle of lubricant.
    Jaynie swallowed. This was the one thing she hadn’t done with Dean. They’d played a little in college and she’d gone so far as to buy a butt plug, but they never got around to using it and, in all honesty, it wasn’t on her top ten fantasy list.
    Her heart skipped a few beats as he gripped the cheeks of her ass and pushed them apart. Oh, hell. Was he looking at her there ? She sneaked a glance over her shoulder and then turned, burying her face in the comforter. Yes. He was.
    He touched her and the unfamiliar stroke made her flinch. Brian curved a hand over her hip, steadying her. “Be still,” he said softly and then he touched her again, light, teasing little touches that felt a whole hell of a lot better than she would have thought possible. His hand left her and when he touched her again, his fingers were wet and slick with lubricant. It was cool at first, but then it seemed to warm on her skin, and tingle. She hissed out a breath when he started to probe the tight pucker of her anus, easing just the tip of his finger in, then withdrawing, going a little deeper with each caress.
    She whimpered and tried to pull away as he took the touches deeper, pushing his finger completely inside her butt, pulling it out, thrusting in again. He was stretching her and it hurt , but at the same time, it felt as though his touch made a fire spread through her, a fire that threatened to consume her. She whimpered and rocked her hips 62
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    back and forth, holding the madly vibrating pocket rocket against her clit, rocking back to meet his touch, but then away before he could take it any deeper.
    His hand on her hip tightened and he growled warningly, “Be still.” Then he added a second finger and she screamed, startled and unprepared. He pushed both fingers inside her and rotated.
    “Brian, stop it…please. Oh shit, it hurts,” she pleaded. And it did, but at the same time she pushed back against him, riding his hand, trying to take more.
    “My dick is bigger than my fingers, baby. We need to loosen you up before I fuck your ass,” he said. “Look at you—it might hurt you some, but you love it, don’t you?
    Look at you riding my hand. I bet you’re wet too.” He let go of her hip and shifted around so that she was kneeling between his thighs. He reached down and took the pocket rocket away so he could cup his hand over her mound. “Oh, yeah,” he muttered, his voice a harsh, husky growl. “You’re wet.” Using his other hand, he pushed two fingers into her pussy and the double penetration had her arching up and convulsing in his arms. Then he started to circle his thumb around her clit—slow, teasingly light touches.
    She is so damn sexy , so hot and wild , Brian thought, just a little dazed as he stared down at her. She had her head thrown back, all that wild, sun-streaked hair spilling around her shoulders. Her ass was tight, even tighter than her pussy and he wondered if he’d die of heart failure before he got half his length inside her. Impatient and aching, he craned his head and kissed her lips, pushing his