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panties. Viviana stepped out of the panties at his urging. “The house, or us?”
    “Both, I guess.”
    “It’s still the same in a lot of ways, too.”
    “It is,” she agreed. “I was so terrified coming down here that night. Roman never laid a hand on me or my brother, but I think he would have for that.”
    “No way, crazy girl. Me, likely. Never you.”
    “I was way too young to be doing the things I did. Stupid, though I wanted you.”
    Anton stood, peppering his kisses back up her spine, stopping at her shoulder again. He made quick work of unclasping the bra at her back, leaving her in nothing but her heels and stockings. Just like he wanted her.
    “Maybe you were too young back then,” Anton finally replied, splaying both hands out to her back.
    He slipped one hand further down to skim over her ass and in between her thighs. Already, Viviana was wet, throbbing and almost swollen in her need. As his fingers spread her fleshy folds, he reveled in the slick heat coating his hand. Fuck, her juices were like honey to him.
    “But you’re not now, baby.”
    Viviana’s breath caught as he pushed her to the wall with the hand pressing to her back and thrust two fingers into her clenching pussy with the other. Anton nuzzled his face into the back of her neck, loving the silky waves of her hair and the scent of him beginning to mix in with her rose perfume. Nipping at the sensitive skin behind her ear, Anton listened to the soft moans that matched the rhythm of his fingers.
    “And that’s why it’s not the same,” she whimpered.
    “Time to make some new memories, Viviana.”
    Anton unsnapped the button on his pants, letting them pool at his ankles. Viviana’s fingers widened to the wall as he freed his erection from the confines of his boxer-briefs. The length of his cock rested heavily at the crack of her ass, leaking a streak of pearly pre-cum along her skin.
    Damn it, he loved the sight of his come on her body.
    “I need to love you good, Viviana,” Anton murmured into her hair. “Feel how hard you’ve made me. It hurts, for Christ’s sake.”
    That wasn’t a lie. His cock was so rigid and swollen, it needed to be buried into her pussy as soon as he could possibly fucking get it there. The heels she wore put her at a perfect height, or just about. Anton removed his playing fingers from her sex to slide them along the inside of her thigh. Then, he was grabbing tight and lifting her leg high to give him the access he needed.
    Using his hand to guide his cock, Anton slid home with a groan. He just wasn’t sure which one of them the sound came from the loudest. It could have been him, because all he felt was her wet heat wrapping around every inch of his cock like damp, warm silk. Or it could have been Viviana, because she took all of him in without even a moment of hesitation from her body.
    Now, every muscle in her tight channel was holding him vise-tight.
    “Fuck,” Anton muttered through clenched teeth. He pressed his forehead to her back, feeling the hand holding her leg up begin to shake. Sometimes their sex took his breath away, and sometimes it yanked away his thoughts. This was doing both. “God, that’s good. So fucking good, baby.”
    Viviana’s cheek had pressed to the wall, giving him a beautiful view of the pleasure singing over her features while she moaned out something intelligible. Slowly, he pulled out to the tip before sliding right back in.
    “What was that, Viviana? Louder .”
    “Oh shit, yeah,” was the only thing she managed to say.
    Anton knew it had to be the position he held her in. With her leg high, he had her opened and stretched, filled fucking full of him. She didn’t have much room to move, either, pinned to the wall like she was. Looking down, Anton could also see she was practically on her toes in heels.
    Yeah, he was pretty goddamned sure she was feeling very inch of him everywhere.
    “Hold on, baby,” he ordered.
    Viviana’s breathy laugh caught in her