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His powerful arms closed fir her fro sea His hard-as-a-rock manhood nested in between her buttocks Her roan How deliciously shtfully and he wanted to wrap her in him forever

His desire for her was taking hies of what he wanted to do with her He wanted in her Deep, thrust until he lost touch with reality One of his thu it down He pal on the s them rub on each other

She had become a sack of sensations One of her arms rose to hold his thick neck, which stretched her body for his utter satisfaction It hen his thunificant patch of cloth His fore-finger found her lubricous and ready

“I need you, Amy!” A hoarse plead “I need to be inside you Now!”

His voice revolved the fire in her and spread it to every single cell in her body She struggled to keep her clear thought on the surface of a drowning desire But the latter was surpassing the for her entire body in its wake She was empty, oh, so in need of him!

Prologue

Mark Benton parked his top-of-the-range car in the garage of his a-little-too-shabby Georgian mansion and walked to the front door It had been a hard day He was the president and owner of a security syste to take off rapidly He had his head down, his fingers sorting the key As he neared the door he lifted his head and saw so on the door step

It was a girl in jeans and tee shirt She had her face down, her long, brown hair in shinny curls, the shade of cinna who it was A back-pack placed beside her

Mark felt annoyed to see a trespasser there But he couldn’t really call her a trespasser, since the iron gates stood open due to their rusty state, which s in this house, only that all the extrain the company He planned to refurbish this recent acquisition as soon as finances stabilized

He neared her She seehts she didn’t see him As his shadow poured on her, she raised her face to him He winced at her beautiful eyes set on a perfect heart-shaped face His deep eyes recognised her instantly Ae

Aer and apprehension doo and she couldn’t afford having doubts orthis six-feet-five dark haired man with an air of power and command about him made her just want to run for her life Linda Holt, her step-mother, always talked marvels about him on the rare occasions they met, funerals, o