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And with that, he pushed intoto hisof hi intomy eyelids, ers of power, then, so it was just us in that bed Just our hearts beating wildly against each other’s chests, just our sweatwhile our blood pounded in our ears, just our ohi in the small space

I felt, for a split second, as he an We’d go back to being Anyan and Jane when this was over, surely But for that , intent on each other’s pleasure

He was crashing into o as his own needhi hiroans filled ers found the center of hly till I ca with hile of sweat-streaked li damply to our necks, our foreheads, unable to

But eventually ently Hearound so that I was lying half on his chest, his arms draped loosely around me

His heart thundered beneath my ear, but the look on his face was that of a very contentedif ers to stroke down his outrageous, gorgeously big nose He snapped at theatheredit to his chest

He played with hed

"And now, I can die happy," he said He’ddark in his tone made me realize it wasn’t I also realized just how I felt about that idea

"We’re not going to die," I told hi it to be conciliatory, or placating, or because I thought it’s what I should say I said it because Ihi to die," I repeated, and this tily as I looked hiy style," I told hi I love you too"

He sighed "It’s too late You said you loved y style, and yet we’ve only done missionary"

His hands ran downme onto my stomach

"I can now think of only one way to preserve your honor," he told ainst mine from behind

"And that’s make it a reality"

His teeth found s For the second tiht, I saw stars

And then he proceeded to prove to

I really did love his doggy style

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

My wig itched

It was short, curly, and brown Coupled with large sunglasses and a baggy overcoat, n that read "Doith Idolatry!" I looked quite the nutter