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” Her hand went to the back of his head, pulling his head down to hers, kissing him with a ferocity she hadn’t realized resided in her body. Suddenly, it wasn’t enough for her to feel his tongue tangle with hers, it wasn’t enough for her to take the breath from him as he did the same to her. It was simply no longer enough. Wrapping her arms around him, she pulled him down to lie atop her. His hips slid over hers as his arms went to either side of her head. She could feel his body trembling with his need, the muscles of his arms quaking as he tried to stay in control, much as she had done earlier. He was still fighting to maintain control? *No*. She wasn’t going to allow that to happen. She could feel his arousal, hard, warm, and smooth, pushing against her leg. She let her hand run down along the hard muscles of his shoulder, and from his upper arm to the broad pectoral muscle, which she outlined with her fingers. She stopped for a moment to caress his nipples, with the same. .."Jason was close enough to feel her warmth around his tip. "Wait, let me..."Di's legs flexed hard and drove him deeper inside. Her body offered a moment of resistance, but her cry sounded more like pleasure than pain. Rocking her hips, she whined into his neck. "More," she breathed.That word, more, and her wet embrace drew him in. There was only token resistance as he pushed to fill her depths. She whined and bit his shoulder, holding on as he backed out to fill her again. "Di," he gasped. "Oh baby."They found a tempo together, communicating through squeezes and gasps until everything suddenly clicked. Jason remained hyper aware of her reactions, looking for any sign of discomfort or distress. He had planned to wait until their wedding night and to take things slowly. This had happened so fast he barely had time to savor the moment before he was riding the crest to a fast ending."I need to slow down," he panted.She clutched him closer and kissed his sweaty face. "No," she insisted..
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