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He let out a longto her breastbone, where it was cradled by her breasts “I’m clean I promise”

“I believe you Now, can we get on with it?” And yes, she sounded a little snippy But she was losing the buzz fro back in Rachel didn’t want reality She wanted to soar

“This is a ht?” he said, before his hands fisted in her boy shorts and ripped the,” he muttered as he tore them from her body

There was so deliciously caveman about his actions “Michael, hurry up”

A hand at the back of her head straightened her until she was staring into his exasperated eyes “It’s a good thing I like bossy woain

Rachel wrapped her arainst her sensitive core and wondering when he’d gotten rid of his shorts Hands grasped her behind and scooted her even closer to the edge of the pool, and she’d never been e because it allowed him to achieve the perfect position A hand slid between theasp Then he was guiding himself inside her

Bliss

Perfection

His width stretched and filled her But the feeling wasn’t just physical She was sure he’d also seeped into her soul Warer that always seemed present

His lips took hers in a rapturous assault The roos around hiain felt his hand between her breasts

“Lean back,” came the rasped order

Her aruely aware Harvard was holding her weight so that she didn’t hurt herself Her head fell back and her eyes closed, her focus on the feeling of hi inside her

She felt hisIt was all too much

“You can handle it,” he said before resulorious possession

A hand splayed low on her body, his thuently stru her breasts