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As their lips caressed, she broke her ankle lock and ran her bare feet down the back of his legs until she reached the back of his knees. With a slight inward pull she forced his knees to give way bringing them both down and settling in the chair he previously sat in. He could now feel her entire weight upon his lap grinding her body into him. When she reached for his belt, he went for the rubber band holding her raven hair in place.

As her ponytail fell away, Stryker brought both hands to her face and slid his fingers under the dark strands holding her face tenderly before bringing her lips into contact his once more. As their lips touched, he could feel her hands working his belt, unclasping the buckle and pulling out the loops. Then she pulled her face back just enough to look him in the eye. "I did miss you too," she whispered before rejoining her lips to his and hearing him groan upon her touch.

He ripped the tee shirt from her body with such raw intensely that little goose bumps tingled upon the surface of her skin. A soft feminine cry escaped her lips as the torn material slid from her torso with ease. A shiver ran through her entire mass as his manhandling of her with strong male supremacy heated her even more. His fingers and palms so rough to the touch, so unlike the soft silky feel of Kimba. Stryker's body was hard powerful and masculine, like a Greek god in black leather. And yet, although it had been nearly three years since they last exchanged passions, Aurora realize just how much she truly missed him.

Assisting him with the removal of his jacket and shirt, she started to run her hands over his abs, digging her short nails into his skin and leaving little red marks in the flesh. His hands then lowered to open the snaps of her jeans, as she raised herself to aid him in his endeavor. Drawing off him for only an instant, the young woman wiggled her denims down her hips. But before she could step out of them he pulled her down intensely and the couple joined in one fluid motion.

Her jeans locking her ankles behind her, she moved like a wild animal upon him, sizing the dominate position for herself as it was not in her nature to play the submissive. The couple soon engaged in an eruption of passions unlike anything the pair had ever experienced together. And although their encounter wouldn't last long, for them their passions seemed like an eternity before a man roared and a woman whimpered deeply.