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  “Hey,” he said softly.

  She jerked her gaze up to his.

  “I see fear and there’s no reason for that. I’d never hurt you. Spread your thighs wide for me and grip your ankles to hold them.”

  She only hesitated a moment. He was a stranger who she’d never see again. Did it really matter if she exposed herself that intimately to him? The hell with it, she thought. She bent her thighs up against her chest and wrapped her hands around her ankles on the outside. She spread them open and exposed her pussy the way he’d asked.

  His focus lowered. She watched passion grip his features, giving him rugged good looks. It turned her on more to watch him lick his lips as though he were seeing something he wanted really bad. He moved, his right knee hitting the bed.

  She didn’t miss the wince. She’d forgotten about his injuries. She released her ankles. “Your knee and shoulder—”

  “I don’t feel them right now.” He put his other knee on the bed to bend over her.

  His long hair fell forward, teasing her inner thighs. He dived face first right between her legs, totally shocking her. He gave no foreplay or warning before he just went for her pussy. Big, rough-textured hands gripped her at the junction of her thighs, spreading her sex lips open wide a second before a hot, wet tongue slid the length of her slit from pussy opening to clit and then back.

  She jerked under him, surprised, before shock held her utterly still. His lips locked down around her clit. He sucked hard, his tongue sliding against the bud. The sensation of his firm tugs of suction with the force of pressure from his tongue were enough to make her cry out in rapture.

  “Oh God,” she moaned. “That feels—” She couldn’t talk as more moans tore from her.

  He had a merciless mouth. She writhed under him but he kept her pinned down, his hands not only keeping her apart for his teasing but he pushed down enough that his weight pressed her ass to the bed. She tried to buck but he was too strong, too heavy to lift. She could barely move in any direction.

  The ecstasy became too intense. She squeezed her eyes shut and her hands frantically grabbed at her ankles again just for something to cling to. Brit threw her head back, mouth wide open, to let out a loud cry of pleasure as she started to climax hard. Her body jerked with each lash of his tongue against her clit.

  She felt moisture flow from her. His mouth released her clit. Her body relaxed instantly except inside her pussy where she felt her muscles twitching still from the climax. The bed moved and hot-skinned, large-framed River Wind came down on top of her.

  Her eyes opened in shock. The man had made her come harder than she ever had in her life. His dark eyes looked even darker to her as their gazes locked. He braced one hand next to her face, holding his weight mostly off her. She felt him nudge her pussy with the blunt head of his condom-covered cock a second before he started to push inside her.

  A loud moan escaped her lips as the man pressed into her. She felt her body stretching to accommodate his thickness but he didn’t give her time to adjust to him. He let his weight come down on her totally as he buried himself deep inside her pussy until his balls pressed against her anus. She enjoyed being full of one hard, aroused male. He sucked in a deep breath as he froze on her.

  “Fuck, baby. You’re so tight.” His voice turned gruff. “I could come just by feeling you squeezed around me.”

  He moved, letting his other arm come down on the other side of her. His forearms braced next to her body and his hands gripped the curve of her shoulder to hold her in place. She stared up into a pair of sexy eyes, narrowed with passion. He bit his generous lower lip hard enough that it dented. He released it with his teeth and took a deep breath that made his chest move against her nipples.

  “Tell me if I hurt you.”

  He withdrew almost completely from her body and then pushed back in. The sensation made Brit moan again. Her hands wedged between their chests. She gripped his shoulders, clinging to him. He spread his thighs a little, pressing the outside of his against the inside of hers. He used his knees on the bed for leverage and started fucking her hard and deep.

  Brit turned her head to the side. Her legs moved, wrapping higher around his waist giving him freer access to her. He moved even faster. Her stomach quivered, her vaginal muscles clamping around his fast-moving cock, and her nails bit into his skin.

  The guy could fuck like nobody’s business. He felt good to Brit. He twisted his hips, adjusting the angle, as he drove in and out of her. Ecstasy washed through her as he slammed against her G-spot. The sensation so good she wasn’t sure she could take it. She also could feel a little pain but it happened to be the good kind.

  River breathed hard, a few soft groans coming from his mouth. His head lowered so his mouth could fasten on the side of her throat. Teeth nipped her sensitive skin as he kept powering in and out of her body. She used her hold on his waist with her legs wrapped around him to move up to meet him as he drove down.

  He suddenly released her neck and pushed up. One-handed, he braced his body, his hips never slowing the pace. He used his other hand to reach between them. Shock tore through her as the man pinched her clit between his index finger and thumb as he arched his back to reach her between their moving bodies. He tugged on her clit, rubbing.

  Brit screamed as she came. Her climax hit her brutally, tearing through her body. Above her, River started cursing and groaning loudly. His hand tore away from her clit as he used both hands to brace his body up as he drove into her in jerking thrusts that slowed.

  “Son of a bitch,” he groaned when he stopped moving. He stayed buried inside her. “You just made my balls turn inside out.”

  Her muscles twitched around him as she shivered. Turning her head, she looked up at him. His features were flushed, his mouth parted, and his eyes narrowed. Sweat beaded his chest, upper lip, and forehead. His disheveled hair flowed freely past his shoulders. He had to be the sexiest sight she’d ever seen. Her muscles twitched around his cock again, causing her to softly gasp.

  Slowly River withdrew from her body and she missed the feel of him instantly. She had nearly been fused to the man. He stared into her eyes as he separated their bodies, pushing away from her, almost like a pushup. He rolled then, away from her, to sprawl on the bed next to her on his back.

  Brit turned her head to see River staring up at the ceiling with a frown curving his full lips down. He turned his head, meeting her curious gaze as they stared at each other. River moved first, tearing his look from her to sit up on the bed.

  Brit stared at his broad back as he scooted down the bed and stood. She let her gaze drop, noticing again that River had an amazing ass. As he walked toward the hallway she saw muscles move in that fine ass, showing her he was really in shape. She saw him reach in front, heard him remove the condom, and then he turned into the bathroom.

  What the hell had she done? The reality of it sank in. She’d just let a stranger go down on her and fuck her. She didn’t know anything about the guy except he was a saddle tramp and a patient. Shit! She forced herself to move, almost jumping off the bed, her body feeling weak and shaky as she bent for her clothes. Her hands shook as she frantically tried to get dressed.

  She heard water running in the bathroom sink, guessing he cleaned up. She knew some men did after removing a condom. She managed to get dressed but she couldn’t get her shoes on fast enough. A naked River stepped out of the bathroom as she sat on the bed to put them on, her knees too weak at that moment to support her. Movement as he stepped into the hallway made her jerk her head up.

  River flashed a smile. “Damn, woman. That was incredible.” His smile faded as he took in her dressed state. “You’re leaving already? I thought we’d see if we could use up the entire box of condoms that I have left.”

  A speechless Brit gawked at him. She didn’t do casual sex except for that wedding guy that had been a disaster. He’d called her for three weeks thinking she’d want a rematch of their one-night stand. She hadn’t returned