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found out who it was, the confrontation wouldn’t be pretty. “You’re in control. Got it,” he said, a slight smirk pulling at his lips.
    Monica nodded before ripping the foil wrapper open with her teeth and rolling it over his cock slowly. His body was already on fire, and when she straddled his lap, it turned to an inferno. Cupping her ass in his hands, he held her poised over his erection. Her nails bit into his shoulders, and then she began to lower onto him. Seth clenched his jaw, blowing out a strained breath. She was hot, tight…perfect.
    Her breathing picked up, and a soft whimper fell from her lips as she descended. Holding her gaze, Seth basked in every second of her pleasure. “Fuck…you feel good,” he gritted out, sucking in a breath when he was fully seated inside her. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he held every muscle in his body taut with restraint. Monica made a throaty sound and began to move, rising and descending in a slow rhythm.
    Holding her hips firmly, Seth watched where their bodies came together, melding into one. With each thrust, she increased her pace, moaning as she threaded her fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck. Tingles of sensation lingered where she stroked, shooting to his groin, making his cock twitch inside her.
    Her eyes went wide, and her mouth fell open as she shook her head. “I…I can’t…” she panted, grinding her hips harder against his. She was close…very close.
    Seth slid his hand around her hip, letting the pad of his thumb brush over swollen clit. Biting her lips, Monica sucked in a breath at the contact. “Let go, sweetheart,” he crooned. “Just let it go. I’ve got you.” Leaning forward, Seth sucked a nipple into his mouth, tugging on the tight bead gently with his teeth.
    An animalistic groan purred from her throat that made his nostrils flare in satisfaction. Sweat rolled down his neck as the heat in the room seemed to rise. Every sound she made went straight to his head like a drug , ramping up his adrenaline until he had his lip pulled back over his teeth in a masculine snarl. He let her take the lead for as long as he could stand it, but when she cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples between her fingers, his control snapped. Gripping her small waist, Seth assisted her thrusts, bringing her back down on his cock harder as he lifted his hips to meet her half way. Monica whimpered and threw her head back, allowing him to take the lead. God, she was gorgeous like this. Hair tousled, hanging over her shoulders in thick dark waves, eyes heavily lidded, laced with lust. Everything about her screamed feminine power and beauty, and she didn’t even know it.
    Within moments , she came apart, bucking her hips and falling forward to bury her face in his shoulder to muffle her shattered cries. Every pulse of her core pulled him closer to the edge until he was teetering on the precipice. Holding back was impossible. The way she wrapped her sweat-slicked body around him drove him to his limits, until his cock kicked inside her as he took his release. Seth grunted against the top of her head with every spurt, holding her to him as tightly as he could while he emptied into the condom.
    When they stilled, Seth closed his eyes, stroking his hand up and down the length of her back soothingly. “ Are you all right?” She didn’t respond, but he caught the sound of her soft sob against his shoulder, and his heart sank. “Monica?”

Chapter Nine
    I can’t do this .
    Monica shook her head, ashamed that she’d let herself lose control like that. She barely knew him, and she’d given it up like it was nothing. Wiping the tears from her face, she climbed from his lap and scrambled to put her clothes back on before he could start asking questions. She needed to get out of there, go somewhere she could clear her head. She’d sworn that she’d never let another man manipulate her, and she’d shot that all to hell the second Seth had kissed her.
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