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Bennett stared at her beautiful face. Hadley’s desire was underscored with a little touch of desperation. No, not desperation. Fear.

“Slow down,” he said, catching her hips before she drove herself down on his cock.

“I want you inside me.Now.”

Bennett rolled, pinning her beneath him. “We’re not going to rush this.” He reached for the bedside table and opened the drawer. He pulled out a strip of condoms and threw them on the bed.

“I want you to feel everything,” he said. “Enjoy everything.”

Her gaze was a little wild, her chest heaving.

“I’m going to make it good for you,” he told her.

“Knightley—”

“Bennett. Here, I’m Bennett.”

He felt her tremble.

He rose up to his knees, his cock rising up high and thick. It took him seconds to rip open the condom and roll it on. Hadley watched every move.

Then he lowered his body to hers, pushing her thighs apart. He notched the head of his cock at her pussy, and slowly pushed himself inside her.

Her lips parted and she moaned. “I can feel every inch of you.” She gripped his arms, her nails biting in.

Bennett savored the look on her face, watching her feel every bit of him. It cost him to keep a savage grip on his control.

Then he thrust deep, all the way to the hilt, and she cried out.

“You and me, Hadley,” he gritted out. “This is right where I’m supposed to be.”

He drew back, and plunged inside her again. He couldn’t stop thrusting faster, harder.

The pleasure was growing, fierce and hot.

There was shock in her eyes, her husky cries filling the room. Her eyes glazed over as she gripped him tight.

“Bennett.”

“Come, Hadley. Your pleasure first. Let me watch you.”

She arched, crying out.

Clenching his jaw, Bennett held back his own release. He wanted to watch her come again. He rolled them so she was above him. He yanked her down, his cock thrusting deep.

“Again,” he ordered.

Her back bowed, her hips moving in a fluid dance. He felt brutal pleasure clamping down on the base of his spine.

He wouldn’t last long.

He reached out and found her swollen clit, rubbed.

A guttural cry came from her.

“Come again, Hadley. Give it to me.”

Throwing her head back, she screamed his name.


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