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He could tell himself he needed to send Taylor away, but it was too late for that part of his brain to take control again

Pulling her as close as their bodies would allow, he cupped her bottoainst him as he covered her lips with his

Sweet heavens She tasted good

He caught her soft sigh of relief and then lost himself in the desperation of how she returned his just-as-desperate kisses

He wanted to see her, to knoas showing in her eyes as he ran his hands over her breasts, her hips, between her legs But to turn on any sort of light would illu by so he used his other senses to immortalize her

The feel of her The taste of her The smell of her

When she was ready, he donned a condoht, thrilled at how her fingers dug into his shoulders as he pushed inside, fought losing control at her soft whis around hio

Fighting to hold in his desire to roar, Jack brought her to the brink over and over until she desperately clung to hi with her release, until his own body refused to hold back another moment and he lost himself

His breathing hard, his chest feeling as if it was going to burst open, he collapsed on top of her Then, worrying he was too heavy, he went to roll off, but she stopped him

“Don’t,” she whispered “Let o to sleep”

Was she kidding him?

No as he rolling over to go to sleep when she was naked and in his bed But her words reile she really was, of why he shouldn’t have allohat had happened to happen in a tent where they’d had to keep quiet, had needed to liuttural reactions to just how good the other felt

Because he had no doubt Taylor had felt good

His own body tightened again She’d wanted him to stay where he was, so she had no one to bla her neck and running his hands over her body Again

Because that’s what he wanted