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A groan ruins to puing deeper, filling, he pulls ry one

His kiss so hard our teeth gnash together, our tongues tangle without holding back

"More," Iour hands all over each other’s sweat-slicked bodies

He instantly rolls o

The pace is frantic, the bed squeaking, he’s fuckinghe’d rather see, than --in his bed

He fucks me primally, like he knows he’s the most powerful ht away

I’roan as if in pain

"You okay?" He cups my face and inspects my features, then all ofway

"Better than okay I just bagged the president" I smile, a sad, forlorn, haunted smile, then Matt looks down at me as he pinches hts out of the first lady and I don’t intend to let up anytis, and watching hiot carried away I’ll beintoto be okay?"

I look into his eyes, realizing what he’s asking nant

"I think we’re okay," I breathe, then nod more firmly "Yes"

He smiles at that, kisses me on the lips "You felt incredible," he assures

When he returns and sits at the side of the bed, he’s silent, and although he’s leaning forward on his elbows, his broad shoulders tense

"If you need to go, I don’t want to keep you," I whisper

He drags a hand over his face and glances atin the Situation Roohtstand, then shakes his head--"later"

I knee my way on the bed toward him "Will they be okay?"

He clenches his jaw as I wrapa rescue tealazed, warlike

"Can I do anything?" I ask

He kisses htful "Pray"

"I’m sorry this happened"

"There’s a price for peace Always" He looks at me "But it’s worth it" He runs a hand down the back of my head "Go to sleep, baby"