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His hand moved to her breast. When her nipple bunched under the touch of his fingertips,
his smile increased.
She sighed as the dawning need tightened like a noose around her, squeezing her into
urgency. She wanted to have sex with someone who cared and someone she cared for. She
needed to make all those memories of other men go away. Her hands slid to his front, and she
squeezed his growing cock until it stood erect.
He chuckled and started to lift her up, and she realized he intended to put her hips on the
pool rim at a nice level for his mouth.
 No. She shook her head and gasped when his hand slid between her legs, finding her wet
already.  I want I need you inside me. Now. His finger slid over her clit, and she whimpered
at the surge in her blood.  Please. Sir?
He set his other hand against her face.  Do you realize how difficult it is to say no when
you call me that and look at me like this? His hand tangled in her wet hair, holding her for his
kiss. His lips expertly teased hers, his tongue as possessive as the finger that slid into her vagina.
When her tongue entered his mouth, and he sucked on it lightly, she moaned and pulled back.
 Please, Sir?
She moaned again when he withdrew his finger from her pussy.
 All right, then, little cat. When she made a move to straddle his legs, he chuckled.  I
don't think so. Stand up. He pushed her to the side of the Jacuzzi that lacked a seat. Grasping
her hands, he placed them on the rim.  Bend over.
Her fingers pressed into the cold, rough concrete. The rain hadn't stopped, and cold drops
splattered on her face and back.
Standing behind her, Alex put his arms around her, and his hands closed over her breasts.
He played with her, lifting her breasts in his big hands, rubbing her nipples with his thumbs until
the peaks turned as hard as the cement under her fingers.
Dammit, she wanted him inside now. She wanted to be engulfed by him, have him drown
out her memories so she could pretend no one else had ever touched her. She pushed back and
rubbed her bottom against his erection.
He stilled, then bit her neck, his teeth pressing down on the muscle. She remembered when
just that had almost sent her over, but not tonight. Tonight too many other things filled her head.
That man had touched her. Her mouth had been& She pushed back again, more frantically.
 What you need and what you want aren't the same things, he murmured in her ear,  but
you're going to get both tonight. His warm breath made her shiver despite the heat of the water.
He entered her in one merciless thrust, lifting her to her toes. Filling her fully, painfully.
She cried out, and her hands clenched on the rim, abrading her fingers. Cold rain sluiced over her
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shoulders and arms, which were out of the steaming water. He thrust into her once again, and she
pushed back. Take me. Make me forget.
Suddenly his hands slid lower to touch her intimately, and need sizzled through her,
shaking her control, entering her soul. She didn't want to feel anything that deeply, not tonight.
She started to straighten.
 Keep your hands on the rim, he growled. She froze.
Still embedded in her, he pushed her legs apart until they gaped widely and she had to hold
the rim for balance. His hips pushed her forward, closer to the wall, and then his hand covered
her mound her bare, hairless mound. The sensation was startling. She wiggled up and down on
his cock.  Move, she whispered.
He ignored her, anchoring her against him with the hand pressing against her pelvis. The
other hand touched something on the Jacuzzi's side. When he moved his hand away from her
mound, she realized what he'd done. A jet of water hit her directly on her pussy, and the forceful
streams of water felt like tiny fingers flickering all over her clit and labia. She jumped and tried
to move back.
 Don't move, little cat, he said, his hips keeping her in place. He secured her further, one
hand over her breast, the other right above her mound.
 I don't&  The water demanded a response, and her clit tightened.  I don't want this, Sir.
 I know, sweetheart. That's why I didn't give you a choice. With a finger on each side of
her clit, he opened her labia, exposing her completely to the throbbing water.
 Uuuuh, she moaned, unable to move away from the barrage.
And then he started to move inside her, his cock dragging over sensitive tissues, wakening
her nerves from inside. Each relentless thrust raised her up on her toes and moved the water up
and down her clit like stroking fingers. Inside her, need grew, blossoming along her nerves. Her
legs started to shake as her vagina clamped tighter around him. She panted, breathing the cold,
moist air that warmed as their movements stirred the water. Tendrils of steam curled around
them.
Then his thrusts changed to a forceful rhythm, one that overwhelmed her mind and her
emotions, leaving only sensation after sensation. Her clit engorged, growing more and more
sensitive, but she couldn't seem to go over. She balanced right on the precipice until every breath
came out a whimper.
With a merciless grip, he pushed her closer to the jet, then twisted her hips back and forth
in front of the pulsing water. The stream of water hit her clit and then was gone. He turned her
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