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She loved hot, sweaty sex. Which is probably why her husband's big body moving against hers felt so amazing. Tyler's long fingers gripped her hips, working her on his cock. Head thrown back, she clasped his biceps for balance as she straddled his lean hips, riding fast and wild. Each penetration filled her, stretching her pussy to the limit. Only her slick moisture made it a comfortable fit. She shifted her knees to the right to change the angle of his thrust.
Tyler's breath erupted in a painful hiss. "Jill."
Right. His damaged knee, the long surgical scars bisected his muscular leg from calf to mid thigh. She recoiled left so she wasn't leaning on it. "Sorry," she whispered.
"Don't be." He settled back against the headboard and let his hands slip up her back to cup her shoulders, pushed her long hair out of his way, and pulled her tight against him as his pelvis rocked in a new rhythm. Jill trailed her tongue from the base of his throat up to his ear where she bit down lightly, his salty tang bursting over her taste buds. His breathing hitched and he groaned low, shoving deep inside of her.
The Army Ranger tattoo on his shoulder rippled as the muscles in his arm flexed. She bent to nip at the corded flesh of his bicep. Inhaling the musky scent of his skin, she let the smell and feel and taste of him seep into her senses. Everything about him turned her on, made her want more and more. She arched in his arms, pressed flush against him, loving the sensation of his lightly furred chest rubbing her skin.
Not even the high-powered air-conditioning could keep the Florida heat from making sweat bead across her forehead, pool at hercollarbone, and slide between her breasts. The cool air blowing against her heated skin made her shiver and her nipples harden. His head dipped to pull the tip into his mouth, grazed it with his teeth and nipped at the taut crest.
The sweet sting made her breath catch. Heat flashed through her breast. Her core tightened spasmodically in response, pulling a low moan from her throat. She splayed her fingers against his scalp to press him closer. The prickle of his close-cropped brown hair tickled her palms as his dark stubble abraded the sensitive skin beneath her breasts.
The bedsprings squeaked in time with their movements. Nothing else but the sound of their panting breath and the slap of skin filled the air. His rich brown eyes met hers briefly before he reached down to manipulate her clit, flicking her swollen flesh with nimble fingers.
Her breath choked out and her mind went blank as she moved with his hand. She reached up and dug her fingers into the headboard behind his shoulders, using it for leverage to pump herself harder and faster on his cock, pressing his erection as deep as she could take it. Blood roared in her ears as her heart pounded in a frantic rhythm, her entire body flushing as she pushed toward orgasm.
She clenched her sex tight around his penis and ground her pelvis down, just the way she knew he liked it. The action was more than enough to thrust them both into orgasm, and they shuddered together.