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She didn’t want to fight it.

As she came through the door, Gripp looked up from the table. He had bread, cheese, and fruit laid out. When he saw she was what she wasn’t wearing, his eyes widened.

“You look good,” he said softly.

April smiled. “You mean clean.”

“Sure,” Gripp muttered. He stood and stepped toward her, breathing deeply as if mesmerized by her scent.

He stopped in front of her, and her eyes locked with his. She was still banged up with a bruised face and wrecked body, but Gripp stared at her like she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.

Falling into bed with a guy like this was bound to send her down the road to heartache. The trouble was she couldn’t stop the desire rising inside her. When Gripp closed the distance between them, she gasped in anticipation.

The smallest of smiles flashed across his face. April was lost in the intensity of Gripp’s gaze as if she could feel the well of desire burning in him as he looked at her.

Gripp grabbed her arms and pulled her to him. She giggled as she let go of the blanket, and it swept to the floor.

Just before their lips touched, Gripp paused. His breath was hot across her lips. “Yes?” he asked.

April nodded. “Yes. Fuck me.”

Gripp’s hands tightened on her arms, and their lips met. April closed her eyes, moaning as pleasure rushed through her. Her nipples were alive with searing fire, and a great throbbing ache pounded between her legs. April had never been so turned on in her entire life.

Gripp picked her up, cradling her in his arms. She reveled in the sensation of being literally swept off her feet, turning her lips up for Gripp’s kiss. He carried her to the small bed and knelt to set her gently on top of the covers.

For a moment, their eyes met. A pale shaft of light fell through the single window, making Gripp’s eyes shimmer in the dark. April felt something inside her that was deeper than just physical magnetism. It had to be … it was an urge like nothing she’d ever known.

Gripp ran his hands over her legs with a low growl, parting her thighs. As he pushed her back onto the bed, his hot, slick mouth found her clit, and April cried out as pleasure streaked through her.

Gripp’s fingers tightened on her thighs as his tongue delved into the deepest folds of her pussy. The sound of his low moans brought her even more pleasure.

When he ran his tongue up the entire length of her pussy to press his lips around her clit and suck, April grabbed the back of his head and yelled, rocking her hips against the pressure of his lips until she came.

April’s hand was buried in Gripp’s hair as she writhed under him, her breath coming in small, harsh gasps. He sat up slowly, watching her face as he ran his hands gently over her body.

The sight of him in the dim starlight caught April’s attention, and she couldn’t look away. In the shifting shadows, she could see the hard bulges of his body and the curves of his muscles. He bent close to kiss her, and April whimpered. She was a slave to her own desire.

As their lips touched, a feeling of lust flooded her, so powerful that she could barely move under Gripp. His strong hands found her breasts and squeezed them, making her moan as his rough palms caressed her nipples.

She shook her head in desperation, running one hand down his belly until she reached his cock. As her hand tightened around him, Gripp stopped moving and grunted, letting himself give in to her touch.

April rocked her hips forward, begging him to thrust into her. Gripp opened his eyes and touched her cheek gently. April thrashed and writhed, her senses overloaded by the lust and desire crashing through her body.

Gripp held on to her hips and slid her closer to the edge of the bed. Her fingers tightened on his cock. Without taking his eyes off her face, Gripp slowly shoved his hips forward and joined them together.

As he slid into her, inch by slow inch, April grabbed his arms and pushed against him. Gripp groaned as he controlled the movement, teasing her with slow purpose.

He thrust all the way home, pausing to look into her eyes as his cock reached the end of her.

Her heart beat way too fast like a bird trapped in the cage of her ribs. It made her dizzy.

Gripp kissed her so softly. April felt her innermost muscles contracting and spasming as an orgasm rushed through her. She clung to Gripp, moaning helplessly as wave after wave of lust and pleasure ran wild.

Gripp held onto her hips, leaning back to plunge into her with even more force. April threw her head back and gave herself up to the sensations crashing through her body, throwing her hands over her face in an attempt to stifle her moans.

Her body responded to Gripp’s every prod with another spasm, another wave of incredible pleasure. Her entire awareness had become Gripp’s hard, pounding cock and the wet rush of her release.

April felt him swell inside her. Gripp’s cries became sharper and fell into rhythm with his thrusts. She clung to him as his movements became erratic, his hips jabbing wildly as his hands tightened on her body.

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