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Trip gripped her hips tightly and took her with him as he rolled onto his back.When she was sitting astride him, her eyes shone as she smiled down at him.

“Smooth move.”

He shook his head.“Not really.”

He hated the idea that she might think he was going through the motions—repeating moves that were his norm.For one thing, he didn’t have a norm, and for another … It hit him that he wouldn’t have dreamed of hauling Katrina around to where he wanted her.She used to dictate what happened between them in bed, just like she dictated the rest of their relationship.

He squeezed Shelley’s hips, wanting to keep his focus on her.“I just knew where I wanted you.I take it you don’t mind?”

“Mind?Are you asking if I mind being on top, or mind you putting me exactly where you want me?In fact, you don’t need to answer that—it doesn’t matter.Either way, I don’t mind.I love it.I’ll tell you the same thing I did about throwing me on the bed—you have my express permission to do so.”

He smiled and ran his hands up her sides, loving the way she quivered under his touch.“I appreciate it—I won’t abuse the privilege, though.”

She laughed.“You couldn’t—I’m only giving you permission because I like it so much.You’re good.Now …”

He chuckled at the way she raised her eyebrows.

“Too much talking, not enough action again?”he asked.

She nodded as she curled her fingers around him.“You read my mind.”

He closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath as she stroked his length—it felt so damned good.He tightened his grip on her hips, lifting her slightly as he said, “I’m done talking.”

He clenched his jaw as she slowly lowered herself onto him.It had been a long time—years—since he’d made love to a woman.But that wasn’t the only reason this felt so good—so different.It was because of Shelley.She was different.The way he felt about her was different and …

He let out a low growl.Every thought fled from his mind when she lifted up and then ground down against him.

“Damn,” he breathed.

“Are you going to make me do all the work here?”

He looked up and loved the humor in her eyes as she continued to lift and lower herself.The way her body welcomed him inside her felt so good.Her inner muscles fluttered around him, gripping his cock as she drew him deeper.

He reached up to touch her nipples as she picked up the pace, thrusting his hips faster and harder until her breasts started to bounce in his hands.When she gripped his wrists and let her head fall back, all the pent-up desire rushed through his veins.The tension built at the base of his spine, and he drove deeper still, holding her in place to receive him.

“Trip!”

The way she gasped his name sent him over the edge, there was so much desire, so much … emotion in her voice.

“Shelley, honey, I’m going to …”

“Oh god, yes!Please.Now!”

Any concerns he’d had about getting there without her evaporated when her thighs started to quiver, and her inner muscles clamped his cock tight.That prickly feeling ran down his spine, and he tensed.

“Shelley!”he gasped as he let go.

Her body gripped him tight, pulsating around him, sending waves of pleasure racing through his veins as he came hard.He felt as though their bodies melded into one as they clung to each other and soared away on a high that he didn’t ever want to come down from.

When she finally slumped down over him, he wrapped his arms around her and crushed her to his chest.

“Wow!”she muttered.

“You can say that again.”

She lifted her head just enough that she could look into his eyes.“I will—later, after I recover, and that might take a while.”