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that he still had. Someone so embittered, he d measured his value by
others opinions and on something as shallow and fleeting as appear-
ance. Someone so cold, he d extorted the body of a woman who would
have freely given him her friendship.
Someone his father would have been ashamed of.
 I m so sorry, he rasped, and he couldn t say if he apologized to
her or to the man who had taught him the meaning of manhood and
integrity.
She tightened her embrace. The wild curls he adored brushed his
chin and cheek as she tipped her head back to search his face.  Prove
it, she whispered.
Xavier released her. Inhaled. And lifted his arms behind his head.
In seconds, he freed his hair from the rubber band. He didn t miss the
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slight widening of her eyes or the pleasure that entered the chocolate-
brown depths as the heavy strands fell forward to frame his face.
Her delight scoured away the last of his doubt and trepidation.
Damn if he didn t want to preen under her blatant admiration.
Yeah, he had it bad.
She rose on her tiptoes and pressed soft, full lips to his. He cap-
tured her mouth and slanted his head to bury his tongue deeper. Her
sweetness took him under, and like a drug addict after that first hit,
he knew he would always chase this woman for more of her special,
addictive taste.
He tore his mouth away and slicked his tongue across his bottom
lip, savoring her flavor. A groan rumbled from his throat. How could
he want this much?
 Turn around, baby, he ordered, gripping her waist. Without the
slightest hesitation, Gwendolyn complied and allowed him to guide
her to one of the towering trees that filled the grove. After flattening
her hands on the thick trunk, he covered her hands with his and low-
ered his head to nuzzle the curve of her ear.
 So beautiful, he said and nipped the earlobe.  So strong. A kiss
to the skin behind her ear.  So generous.
 Xavier. She shivered.
 Shh& I have you. Her jacket didn t prove a barrier as he slid his
hands up her arms, down the sides of her body, and under her shirt.
His cock jerked in his pants as he cradled her full breasts. She shud-
dered in his arms, a sharp cry breaking free as he pinched the stiff
nipples between his fingers.
Her hips bucked, and he ground his dick into the sweet curves of
her jeans-covered ass. Shit, he needed in her. Bad.
He slid a hand down her stomach. The firm muscles contracted
under his touch, and her gasp echoed in the quiet glade. In seconds,
he d loosened the button, lowered the zipper, and found heaven.
 Oh fuck, he swore, the sound raw even to his ears.  You re so
wet, your pussy is dripping into my hand. He dragged two fingers
through the smooth folds until he encountered the engorged bundle
of nerves crowning the top of her sex.  I ll never get tired of feeling
you cream for me.
Placing an open-mouth kiss to the underside of her jaw, Xavier
razed her skin with his teeth as he circled her clit with damp fingers.
Over and over, he teased and stroked the swollen button, drawing
more erotic cries from her throat. He released his last hold on her
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breast, shoved her jeans and panties down her hips, and thrust two
fingers in the rippling pussy.
 Oh God, please, she pleaded, her back arching. She curled her
fingers against the bark of the tree.
 Dammit, Gwendolyn, he growled,  you re so tight, so hot. The
strong walls of her sex clamped down on his fingers and milked them
as if they were his cock. His breath labored in his chest, and as he
withdrew and drove back inside the snug channel, his cock throbbed,
his balls drew tight, and the base of his spine tingled with impending
release.
A broken sob escaped her lips, and she quaked in his embrace.
Every grind of her hips as she rode his fingers and each  please she
whispered were like gifts. No woman had ever responded to his touch
like Gwendolyn did. Even before the accident that had ripped his face
open. Not even Evelyn had unraveled with such uninhibited pleasure
as the woman pleading for him to make her come. Her abandon was
every bit as sexy as her mouth on his cock. Maybe more.
 I have you, baby. He pressed another kiss to her jaw and neck.
 Come for me. Hard. Don t hold anything back, he demanded and
plied her clit with firm passes of his thumb. Her pussy received short,
steady thrusts that her hips worked hard to keep up with. Her con-
stant litany of cries incited his pace and lust.  That s it, baby. Fuck my
fingers. I want them soaked from your pussy. His growl of approval
seemed to inflame her further, as Gwendolyn spread her slim thighs
and rode his hand with abrupt, rough movements.
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