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lubricant. I used it on the condom as well.” His other hand slid around to her clit. He strummed her bud, his fingers dipping down to thrust into her pussy, then back up to her clit.
    “Relax. Take a deep breath, and blow out. I’m going to insert this as you exhale.”
    She inhaled, exhaled and relaxed, allowing him access. Whatever it was slid the last little bit, stretching her, filling her in the most delicious way.
    “Is that okay?” he whispered, his lips on her back again, sending shivers down her spine.
    “Yes. What is it?”
    “A small plug, made for this sort of play. When I thrust into your pussy, you’ll feel full. It is usually very exciting.” He adjusted his cock and slid home into her pussy, seating himself deep. “Jesus, this makes you even tighter.”
    “Is that good? Do you want me tight?”
    “Oh, yeah. The tighter, the better.” He thrust inside and he was right. She felt sinfully full. He grabbed her hips and pumped at a hard, insistent pace. “Slide your hand to your clit—rub it. I have to hold your hips to keep from popping out at this pace.”
    She did as she was told and her pussy responded with a quiver, rewarding her effort. He thrust again, harder this time, and she rocked against him, loving how her orgasm grew quickly. She wished she had another hand to grab her nipple and pinch, but she had to hold herself upright with something.
    Suddenly she was close, so close. He must have felt her inner muscles quaking because he sucked in a breath and commanded, “Come, Kate. Come for me.”
    She felt as if he had heaved her over a wall. Up and over she went, pleasure rising to meet her decent. She cried out, her pussy spasming, her hand rubbing fiercely, strumming her clit, milking every last contraction of her inner walls.
    He stiffened, his hands like a vise on her hips, his breath halting on her back, and then he exhaled sharply, pumping hard, filling the condom.
    Their heavy breathing echoed on the shower walls. Chase reached above her and leaned his palm against the wall with one hand and cradled her to his chest with the other arm wrapped around her waist.
    “Chase,” she breathed, her insides like jelly.
    “Yes?”
    “I really do think you’re trying to kill me.”
    He chuckled and straightened, withdrawing his spent cock from her pussy. He gently eased the plug from her ass and let it drop to the shower floor.
    “Then we’ll have to get you in better shape. You’re in training for seduction, love. My suggestion is we do this more.” He turned her around so her chest pressed against his.
    “Train me, then,” she murmured as he dipped to claim her mouth, his lips still hot, echoing the passion they’d just shared. She still couldn’t believe this gorgeous man was hers. All hers. He sighed and leaned his head on her chest, his cheek warm on the upper part of her breast.
    His smile warmed her blood. “Happy birthday.”
    She took his chin her hand, tilted his head up, and kissed him softly. “Happy birthday.”
    ****
    Later they had breakfast and then went for a walk to his back yard shooting range with the intent to practice a bit. Chase’s dick would have rather he made love to her again, and again, but he figured parts of her needed to have a break or she’d be too sore. He had a high sex drive, but Kate seemed to push his limits further. He’d never wanted anyone this much, this often.
    The only good thing out of owning this freaking mansion was his shooting range. Though he’d never be able to buy enough land in this area to shoot as far as his capabilities, it was a large enough distance to be challenging for him and safe for neighbors at the same time, as long as he was careful about what guns he chose. His ex-wife had hated it, and he’d taken revenge on her by adding more and more until the backyard was a marksman’s paradise. Jake had ordered zombie target mannequins for one section. They also had moving and stationary targets, and a clay pigeon