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“Whoa,” he said. “Slow down.”

“I can’t,” she said. She didn’t do this often. Only a few times. And she never finished. But tonight she wanted to.

She wanted to do something she’d never done before with a man she loved.

One that made her heart race more than with all the dancing she’d done tonight.

Her hand came up to join the action and she was stroking him while she sucked.

“I’m really close,” he said. “You need to stop.”

“I don’t want to,” she said.

He tugged at her braid a bit to get her to move, but she wasn’t budging. She’d come this far and what was the worst that would happen?

The louder his moans got, the faster she was fueled to get him to the end.

Then before she was prepared he was coming and it was hitting her in the back of the throat and she was coughing and gagging and spitting it out. Thank God they were in the shower.

“I warned you,” he said.

She burst out laughing. “You did. Oh well. Now I know. Maybe I could have been a bit more prepared.”

“You didn’t need to do it,” he said, turning her and pulling her close, her back to his chest, his hands running over her breasts and down between her legs.

He dipped his head and kissed her neck, up to her cheek, and back down to her neck.

His fingers were parting her lower lips and sank in fast.

It was almost like an assault on her senses with the heat of the water and the steam in the bathroom.

“Keep it up,” she said, her head falling back.

“I want you to come for me,” he whispered in her ear. “Come hard. Shout out my name as you do.”

Her breath was catching, her legs were shaking and almost felt like jelly and wanted to give out, but he was holding her up at the same time he was making her weak.

“Oh God,” she said. And then it hit her as hard as it must have him. She was just as unprepared for the throbbing between her legs as his fingers continued to pump in and out and then just went in deep and stayed.

There was almost a tapping inside her she couldn’t figure out and it didn’t matter, only that the orgasm continued on and on until her body went lax.

“I’ve got you,” he said, picking her up and stepping out of the shower. He set her on the toilet, shut the water off, and then dried her gently.

Her eyelids were drooping and this was what pure exhaustion felt like.

He dried himself off while he kept her sitting there and then picked her up and carried her to bed, laid her under the covers, and climbed in with her.

She didn’t remember a thing after that other than she was positive there was a smile on her face.

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A GOOD ENDING

“Thanks for giving me a hand with this,” Zane said four days later when they were outside and lifting wood to bring in for shelving units. “I swear to God those sisters are never done with things.”

Aster laughed. “I’m learning that. But since their business is booming, it’s not for me to complain.”

He’d been crazy busy doing all sorts of things in the building, moving machines, working on equipment, fixing small repairs that needed it on his own.

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