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I reached up and twirled her hair around my palm, giving it a gentle tug, and she cried out in pleasure when I thrust forward, giving her every fucking inch. Damn. I couldn’t imagine a better feeling. I held onto her waist with my other hand as I withdrew and plunged deep inside repeatedly.

Her panting and moaning urged me on, and it wasn’t long before I could feel myself getting close. I didn’t want to come with her on the fucking sofa, so I quickly withdrew and lifted her into my arms. “Where’s the bedroom?”

“Down the hall.”

I nodded, then carried her straight to the bedroom. When I reached the bed, I carefully lowered her onto the mattress, then took a moment as my eyes roamed over every inch of her gorgeous body. I was suddenly overcome with a dull ache in my chest. I didn’t know what to think of it, and then it hit me. I felt something for her, and it wasn’t simple lust or the need to get off.

It was something more.

I’d been with countless women, and never once did I have a feeling like that. Needless to say, it took me by surprise. I barely knew Maggie and had not spent a lot of time with her. I was still trying to make sense of it when Maggie eased up on her elbows as she whispered, “Ronin.”

Hearing my name on her lips got me right in the gut, and I couldn’t wait any longer to be back inside her. I lowered myself onto the bed, quickly settling between her thighs as I whispered, “I’m right here, baby.”

With one firm thrust, I was buried deep inside her. Shifting her hips upward, her tightness gripped firmly around me. I couldn’t believe how incredible she felt as I rocked my hips forward. This woman made me burn for her, every inch of her, and as I drove deeper inside her, I only yearned for more.

I could feel her pulsing all around me as her second orgasm started to take hold. My body grew rigid as I struggled to hold back my own release, and it only became more difficult when she clamped down around me as her body writhed in pleasure. “Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh. My. God!”

I looked down at her, and I was in complete awe as I watched her gasp for breath. I knew it would be good with her—hell, it was great the time before, but this was even better. She was so damn hot, and we seemed to just fit like her body was made just for me. Unable to control myself, I slowly drew back and slammed into her again and again, giving her everything I had.

“Fuckkk!” I shouted out as my throbbing cock demanded its release too fucking soon. Unable to restrain myself, I continued to drive into her in a feverish rhythm until, at last, she twisted the sheets with her hands and let out a tortured groan. Her body clamped down around me like a vise as my hips collided with hers, and I was done. I recklessly drove into her a few more times, then finally came deep inside of her. I kept my hands planted on her hips, holding her in place as I relished the last moments of being buried deep inside her.

After taking a moment to catch my breath, I removed my condom and tossed it in the trash before collapsing on the bed next to her. We hadn’t been lying there long when Maggie reached over and grabbed the blanket from the foot of the bed, quickly pulling it over her. I glanced over and saw that she had it tucked under her chin like she was trying to hide.

Amused, I chuckled as I asked, “Why you trying to cover up? You know I just saw every inch of you, right?”

“Yeah, but that was different. It was during the heat of the moment and all that.”

“Maybe so, but I saw you just the same. Every inch of you, and I gotta say, I liked what I saw.” I reached over and pretended to peek inside the blanket. “I liked it a lot. Hell, I like it so much, I might need another go.”

“Oh, really?” A sexy smirk crossed her face as she replied, “Well, you won’t get any complaints from me.”

That was all the invitation I needed to rip that blanket from her clutches and to ravish her once again. By the time I was done, we were both sated and completely exhausted, and I couldn’t imagine a better feeling.

Maggie

I’d had the night of my life.

Ronin and I had talked and laughed. We’d shared one story after the next, and we’d gone sledding. And if that wasn’t enough, we’d spent the remainder of the night tangled in each other’s arms. It was incredible. I should’ve been floating on cloud nine with visions of rainbows and butterflies.

Instead, I’d woken up in a panic—not because something was wrong. It was just the opposite. Ronin was everything I’d hoped for and more. He had this magnetic presence that pulled me in and made me feel safe. I felt free to be myself—to open up and laugh without worrying about saying or doing something he might not like.

It was like he awakened something inside of me, making me feel alive and excited, and that was both thrilling and unnerving at the same time. As much as I liked him, I didn’t want to get my hopes up, especially when there were many things we didn’t really know about one another.

I knew it was crazy to be thinking like this. We’d only gone on one actual date, but I didn’t want to put my heart out there unnecessarily. I needed to know where he stood before I got too invested which led me to roll over and ask him, “You know I have two kids, right?”

“Mmm-hmm,” he mumbled without opening his eyes. “Picture on the fridge.”

“Remember me saying they can be a handful.”

“Mm-hmm.”

“And I work full-time at the salon.”

“Mm-hmm.” One eye fluttered open as he asked, “You trying to get at something here?”

“Just making sure you know what you’re gettin’ into.”

“Oh, I’m fully aware of what I’m gettin’ into.” He reached down and lifted the covers, taking a quick peek. “And like I told you last night, I’m totally good with it.”

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