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He was thankful and relieved she’d come apart at his hands and hadn’t been shocked or triggered into a massive panic attack.

Jacques gave her one last tap with the tip of his tongue and then rose over her to kiss her.

She raised an arm to curl it around the back of his neck. “Thank you.”

He chuckled and nuzzled her neck. “I should be thanking you.”

She lay back, eyes closed. “No, really,” she said. “Thank you. But seriously, we’re not done yet.”

“We can be, if that’s what you want,” he said, nuzzling her neck with kisses and playful bites.

She captured his face in her hands and stared into his eyes. “I want more. The whole enchilada.” She kissed his mouth. “I want you. Inside me. Now,” she whispered.

He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Hold that thought.” Jacques rolled off her and onto his feet. He ducked into the bathroom, dug in his trouser pocket for his wallet and found what he was looking for. When he stepped through the doorway, he paused to drink in the sight of Danny lying naked against the sheets, her hand smoothing over her flat belly down to the juncture of her thighs.

Jacques hurried to her, lowered himself over her and claimed her mouth in a slow, sensuous kiss that got his blood flowing south all over again.

He leaned back, tore open the packet and started to apply the condom to his engorged cock.

Danny sat up, took it from him and rolled it over the tip, smoothed it down his hardened length and paused to fondle his balls in her hands—but only for a moment.

Anxious to move on to what came next, Jacques held back, letting her call the shots.

She pressed her hands against his shoulders, urging him to lie on his back.

She straddled his hips, then she guided him to her slick entrance. Poised over him, she met his gaze and held it as she slowly sank downward, taking him into her all the way until she was fully seated.

He filled her completely and held her there with his hands on her hips for a moment to allow her channel to stretch and accommodate his length and girth.

Then he loosened his grip, and she moved, rising up almost all the way off him and then down again, slowly, drawing him in, then out, over and over. Increasing the pace, she rocked up and down on her knees.

Jacques’s hands slid up her torso to cup her breasts, squeezing gently and pinching the nipples until they rounded into tight little buds.

As she moved faster, his hands slid back down to grasp her hips, encouraging her into an even quicker pace.

When she came down, he rose up, thrusting into her, harder and faster. His body stiffened beneath her, his hands gripping her hips tighter. One last thrust, and he held her over him as his cock throbbed his release inside her.

Afterward, Danny lay on top of him.

God, he loved the feeling of her skin against his, their intimate connection intact.

“This,” she said, and sighed.

He chuckled. “This?”

“Mmmm. This is what it should feel like.”

Jacque wrapped his arms around her and rolled them onto their sides, facing each other. “This.”

With Danny wrapped in his arms and her eyelids drifting closed, Jacques wanted this feeling to last forever.

Danny fell asleep cocooned in his embrace.

For a long time, Jacques lay staring at her beautiful face, memorizing every detail.

Yes, he wanted this to last.

For no less than a lifetime.