Free All Of You (Only You) by Rhian Cahill

breath caught, her pulse raced, and her body bucked. Mindless with desire, she stood on tiptoes, her muscles stretched taut. More fingers slid into her panties and slid along skin slick with her arousal. She moaned and thrashed as her orgasm approached.
    With a growl, Ryan tore the barrier between them away, the scrap of silk dropping to the ground at her feet. He sucked her clit into his mouth as he shoved two fingers into her pussy. Claire rode his hand and face. His thumb brushed the puckered skin of her anus, pressed at the opening. Wet with her cream, the digit breached the tight muscle with ease. Delicate nerve endings surged to life, firing off sparks that centered in her womb. He pushed in deeper and she climaxed.
    Her body clamped around Ryan's invading fingers, thrashed against his flicking tongue. For one second she was rigid, and then everything melted. Her arms gave out, and she collapsed. Ryan caught her, pulled her onto his lap as she rode out the waves of her release. His hard cock pressed into her, and Claire's body reacted. In the middle of coming down, she turned around and raced straight back up to the peak again.
    "Inside," she panted. "I need you inside me."
    He stood, taking her with him as though she weighed nothing. With a sweep of his arm he cleared the table in front of them and laid her on it, rolling her gently over so the cold glass surface stung her hot stomach and sent shivers down to her toes. She heard the hiss of a zipper, the rustle of cloth, and then the tearing of foil. His hands splayed on her ass, pushed the globes apart, and then his cock was there, probing at her slit, searching for entrance.
    She felt the plump head at her opening a second before he thrust forward, driving himself to the hilt in one hard shove. He curled around her, but on a curse he pulled away. Buttons popped. Glancing over her shoulder, Claire saw he'd torn his shirt in his haste to remove it. With his upper body now bare, he leaned forward to bring their bodies in contact once again. His sweat-slicked skin touched her back, and she sighed in relief and frustration. She wanted him to move, but he held her still.
    "No." He bit down on the slope of her neck. "Move and it'll be over before it starts."
    Claire bucked her pelvis, tried to force him to give her what she wanted, what she needed.
    "Damn." He withdrew, slammed forward. "I'm gonna fuck you until you scream, and because you're so naughty I'm gonna have to do it again when I'm done."
    His words filled her ears, the dirty talk taking her closer to another orgasm. She arched her back, met him thrust for thrust. He powered into her, drove them both with lightning speed to the top and over. Claire screamed his name, the sound echoing in the still evening air. He growled behind her. Lifting himself up, he grabbed her hips in his hands and held her still. With savage force, he pounded into her, riding her hard as he plunged in and out of her convulsing channel.
    Too spent to do more than lie there, Claire accepted all he gave her. He jerked, his movements erratic, and then he stilled, buried deep he came with a shout. Warmth pooled inside her, trapped in the condom he wore, but she felt it regardless. The thin barrier was no match for the heat he poured into her. The desire to have nothing between them overtook her. She'd never had unprotected sex, but she wanted to feel Ryan inside her, feel his seed fill her core. The thought scared and thrilled her in equal measure.
    Claire couldn't say when or how but Ryan had seeped beneath the walls she'd tried to place between them. Walls designed to protect her from him, only they hadn't worked against the one thing she feared would be her downfall. Her heart.
     
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    Ryan pulled from Claire's body, her muscles gripping his length as he retreated. His legs shook, barely holding him up, but he had to get them inside before he could collapse. She lay sprawled on the table in front of him and all he wanted to do was