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over her head and tossing it across the room. He saw her teeth flash in a grin as she hurriedly shoved the waistband of her pants over her hips and down her legs.

Jozef got his belt unbuckled and his jeans unzipped before Shaun launched herself at him. He barked with laughter as she jumped into his arms and nearly knocked him backwards onto the couch. Her impatience infected him, and he realized he wanted inside her as badly as she seemed to want him there.

Shaun rained kisses all over Jozef’s neck, face and shoulders as he tilted her back, resting her ass on the top of the couch so he could reach between them and pull his straining dick from his jeans. Her breathing hitched as he spat on his palm and reached down to stroke himself, before lining himself up against her pussy. She was wet and ready for him as he pushed himself through her tight passage.

She moaned, tipping her head back and closing her eyes, enjoying the sensation of him filling her.

He bit her neck, tasting her flesh, licking her sweetness. She tasted like strawberries, warmth and woman. He held himself still inside her, savouring the sensation of her tight squeeze on his cock. She wiggled her hips, trying to get him to move, but he refused. He loved that she was so needy, that she wanted him with such passion.

He’d thought of her often while he travelled, her image lingering no matter where he went or what he did. He thought he was holding Shaun close to his heart but being with her now showed him that the real woman was so much better. She was everything he wanted in life and then some. An unexpected gift he would never stop thanking god for.

“Jozef!” she exclaimed, hitting his chest. “Fuck me now.”

He chuckled at her impatience and lifted her in his arms, deliberately bouncing her so she was forced to take all of him. She let out a yelp, then, gripping him tightly, moaned her approval. He moved her to the kitchen table and set her ass on top, tilting her so he was at the best angle to fuck her as deeply as she appeared to want and need.

He began thrusting, slow at first, then building to a furious crescendo. She flung her arms wide across the table, arched her back and took everything he was giving her. The slap of flesh, the grunts and moans, they were a symphony to his ears. He gripped her hips so tight he was sure he would leave bruises. He didn’t care. He loved seeing his mark on her, loved knowing that she begged for it.

He pulled out, which made her cry out in protest. He lifted her off the table and pushed her against the window, pressing her hands against the glass. He lined himself up behind her and slammed himself home. His thrusts were shallower, but the tight squeeze of her pussy gripped him so hard it didn’t matter.

He wrapped one arm around her waist, holding her tight against him, while he twined the fingers of his other hand with hers. She was trapped between him and the window, but she didn’t notice or care. She was so lost in sensation, the moans spilling from her exquisite lips as she begged him to keep going.

He moved his hand from her waist down to her pussy, and strummed her clit, which was slippery and engorged. She keened wildly, throwing her head back into his shoulder.

“I’m coming, Jozef!” she yelled.

He bit her ear, thrusting his tongue into the delicate shell and forcing her over the edge of her orgasm.

She screamed with the force of it, bucking in his arms and smashing their entwined hands into the glass.

He marveled at her strength when she was in the grip of her orgasm. She nearly threw him off, but he was determined to follow her over the edge of bliss. He needed the release, had dreamed of it whenever he fell asleep with her image plastered across his mind.

When they fucked, it was more than fucking. So much more. It was the meeting of their souls. No matter how hot, how dirty, or how frantic, they were in unison during these few moments. They didn’t need language because they were so connected that words were unnecessary.

Shaun collapsed, but Jozef held her tight, thrusting, driving toward his own orgasm. Using her constricting muscles to milk himself inside her.

Pleasure shot down his spine, settling in his tight balls and then releasing. He grunted, filling her with his seed and continuing to pump until he was empty. He pulled out of her and bent to lift her into his arms.

“I can walk,” she protested with a laugh, gripping his shoulders so she wouldn’t fall.

He strode with her into the bedroom, then into the ensuite. Setting Shaun on the edge of the vanity, he rifled through a basket beside the sink, coming up with a clean facecloth. He wanted nothing more than to lay down in his own bed, resting his head on his own pillow and falling asleep with his woman at his side, but he had to take care of her first. He didn’t want her to wake up uncomfortable and sticky.

Jozef ran the sink until the water was warm enough, wet the facecloth and pressed it between Shaun’s thighs. She moaned and tilted her hips. Despite his exhaustion, lust shot through him as she involuntarily fucked the facecloth.

He pressed harder, pushing the rough fabric against her sensitive clit.

She gripped the counter tight and tilted back until her torso was resting against the mirror.

Jozef continued to stroke, cleaning her and driving her toward another orgasm. This one hit her within seconds, coming fast and hard. A gush of liquid soaked the already wet facecloth as she came, her face strained, and her mouth opened in an ‘O’.

Jozef’s cock was ready for another round, but he ignored it. He was pleased to give all

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