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His hand crept upward but before he could wipe theers were at his fly, her expression almost desperate

There were no words as her hands let hith of him

There wasn’t a sound hly pulled her jeans down over his hips

Commando Oh Christ

She spread her legs slightly and he grabbed one, lifting it to his hips and then he was inside her Taking her warmth Her wetness Her body

Shane held her there, up against the wall He ers and his body He held her jaw steady so that she couldn’t look anywhere but into his soul God, he loved watching her when he was inside her And when she caift of release…the gift of abandon 4th of July

Shane watched them sparkle and when her head rolled back and her nails bit into his bare shoulders, his hands slid down to her butt and he held her as he rocked into her As they caether

For several ainst him, her body flush to him, his still buried deep inside hers

“Hey,” he finally said, unease rolling through hiathered in the corners of her eyes

“Bobbi, what the fuck? Did I hurt you?”

She shook her head, but said nothing He stared down into those dark, blue eyes, and cradled her head in his hands, kissing away the tears and resting his forehead against hers

He sensed that so was different but wasn’t sure what it was He wasn’t sure if it was a good thing or so he didn’t want to think about

And before he even knehat he was going to do, he murmured, “I love you, Bobbi”

As the words fell froan to cry in earnest, which totally wasn’t the reaction a guy who had just declared his love wanted to hear The sounds she made as she tried to stop the flow of tears ripped into him

“Jesus, Bobbi What is it? You’re freaking me the hell out”