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"Baby, I'm going to push you, and I'm going to push you hard,” Victor Chambers said. “The sex might get a little rough, but it won't be just me doing it.  It will be you doing it, too.  What we do in bed together is going to be so explosive we'll both be seeing stars.”

He kissed her then, hard on the mouth, forced his tongue inside.  And for the first time, CeCe fought back. She was just as aggressive as he was, her mouth open, her teeth biting his lip, her mouth sucking him in, making him pant.  She wrapped her arms around him and dug her nails into his back as her body pressed forward.

Victor pull at her hair, forcing her head back, tilting it to give him greater access to her mouth.

Pushing himself against her wreathing body, he pulled her hands away, locked her wrists in one hand.  As she struggled and pulled against him, he pressed her arms up over her head.

"Fight me," Vic said.  "I know you want to, fight me.  Push back."

And CeCe did just that.  She struggled to bring her arms down, tried to pry his fingers open so that he would release her, but he held on tight.

"Oh, yeah."  He said, his body straining against hers. "God baby, you turn me on."

When she clamped her mouth over his upper arm, biting down hard, Victor let go of her hands and stepped back, his chest rising and falling as he struggled for breath.

A big smile spread across his face.  "Baby, you were made for me.” 

“Take the dress off,” he demanded.

When she did the smile left his face.  His eyes were hard, blazing with passion.  He was showing her the dominance that he knew she wanted.  “On the bed.”

“And what if I don't want to?”  She said, a sweet smile softening her defiance.

“Then you'll go to bed alone, without the scent of me on your body.  Without the memory of me inside you as deep as I can get.”