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It was amazing to watch. Everything he could have asked for. He held himself back, needing to make it last. He slowed down his tempo, wanting to enjoy her tight hot channel forever. This wasn’t about anything other than right here, right now, with this woman. This fascinating, delicious woman who came apart so easily under his touch.

He drew out his pleasure, enjoying every stroke.

Then Leighton gave him a look. One that was so sexy, so beautiful, he lost his hold on his control. She looked fierce. Like he was fucking her so good she had gone next level.

Giving up the fight, he let go and exploded deep inside her pussy with a low growl. Man, she was so fucking good.

He gripped her hard as he plunged in and out, milking his pleasure, before he finally slowed down his rhythm. Axl relaxed his grip on her legs, easing them down onto the bed. She was breathing hard and he was more than a little stunned.

“That was crazy,” he told her.

Caressing his hands over her legs, he eased out of her and sat down on the bed. “Damn.”

“I second that.” She tried to shift her torn shirt over her bare breasts but it was a futile effort. She only managed to cover one nipple.

Teasingly, he flipped the fabric back and forth. “Sorry about your shirt.”

“I asked for it.” Her eyelashes dropped demurely, as if she were shocked she said that.

“For which I am forever grateful.” Axl eased her hair back off her cheek. “You have amazing tits, in case you didn’t know that. An amazing body, all the way around. I may have mentioned that once or twice, but it bears repeating.”

She looked mildly uncomfortable with the compliment, but she didn’t protest, which he liked. “Thank you. You’re not so bad yourself.”

“Then every minute I’ve spent in the gym is worth it,” he said, and he wasn’t kidding.

“Oh, I mostly meant your cock,” she said. “It’s magnificent.”

Axl almost choked on his tongue. He started laughing. “Thanks. Magnificent, huh? Wow.”

“I mean, the rest of you is great too. What woman doesn’t appreciate muscles? But yeah, you were given a gift with, you know.”

Apparently saying cock twice was too much for her. “Dat dick? Is that what you mean?” He grinned at her.

“Something like that,” she said. “But whatever you want to call, I really like it.” Her cheeks turned pink.

Damn. Talk about an ego stroke. He couldn’t ask for anything more.

Besides round two. “You want some water or a soft drink? I can go to the machine down the hall and get you something.”

“I’ll take a Diet, thanks.”

With renewed energy he pushed himself up off the bed and dragged on his pants, not bothering with underwear. Sex always rejuvenated him and this had been sex on steroids. “I’ll be back in a minute. Can I have your room key?”

“It’s on the dresser.”

Leighton looked like she didn’t want to move anytime soon so he grabbed the key card and felt his pants pocket for his wallet and went down the hall. He found the soft drink machine and got himself three, plus one for Leighton. He was thirsty. He was hungry, but ordering a pizza at one in the morning to a woman’s hotel room seemed like he might be pushing the boundaries of familiarity.

Of course, they were supposed to be getting married.

It was a crazy scheme for a couple of people who weren’t particularly crazy.

But if tonight was any indication, he was going to get a hell of a fake honeymoon before they split up.

Balancing three of the bottles under his arm, he twisted the cap off the fourth and drank half of it walking down the hall back to Leighton’s room. When he went back into the room she was emerging from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her.

“Did you shower?” he asked, impressed. That was a lightning quick shower for a woman, even if she clearly hadn’t washed her hair.

“No. I just used the bathroom.”