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Julian is crouched over elic se beach towel that Beth gaveHe’s naked too--and fully aroused

I stare up at hi with athe obvious

"I aain Before I can gatheron top ofat ins to push inside me I’m wet, but I still feel uncomfortably stretched as he slides in all the way He pauses for a second, letting ins topace

His thrusts pressunderto hold on to as the faather low in ainst that sensitive spot so to take hi hie

"Did you h to prevent h to shake my head

"Liar," he whispers, and his thrusts becoher and higher until I’ down his back in frustration as the elusive release hovers just beyondapart as a powerful orgas in its wake

With a suddenness that startles me, he pulls out and flips htened, but hee and heavy on top of mine I am surrounded by him; my face is pressed into the towel and I can hardly breathe All I can feel is him: the back-and-forthfrooes deep, even deeper than usual, and I can’t help the pained gasps that escape ainst my cervix with each thrust of his hips Yet the disco insidehelplessly around his shaft

He groans harshly, and then I can feel hi withininto asether, because my contractions don’t stop until his are fully over

Afterwards, he rolls over onto his back, releasing me, and I draw in a shaky breath With liet up on all fours and find my bikini, then pull it on while he watches me, a lazy smile on his beautiful lips He doesn’t seeet dressed himself, but I can’t stand to be naked around him It makes me feel too vulnerable

The irony of that doesn’t escape me Of course I’m vulnerable I’m as vulnerable as a woman can be: completely at the mercy of a ruthlessto protectwill, if he decides to really hurt me

I decide not to think about that Instead I ask, "Where were you?"