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That was good because she needed him to fill her. What she wanted was him buried in her body, taking her on that climb up the cliff so they could take that tumble together.

Like they always used to.

Scraping her teeth up his erection, he was now breathing heavily. When he pulled her up, he took a seat on the bench in the shower, and got his woman into position.

She loved a steamy ride, and he wanted that connection to her more than anything.

As she straddled his lap, he held his erection still. As he did, she slid down, and he filled her.

Together, they both moaned.

As she began moving, her forehead was on his, and they were staring into each other’s eyes.

“Bethe,” he whispered, as his body tingled from the need that was rushing through his body.

He was on fire.

For her.

Elizabeth dropped her head back as Christopher filled her, and teased her to the edge. With his hands on her hips, she enjoyed the ride.

His moan was so loud, it reverberated off of the walls of the shower.

Thank God when they redid Timothy’s cabin, they made the space so much bigger.

Who were they kidding?

They’d cram themselves into a closet to have moments like these.

“God!” Chris muttered. “Hurry, Bethe! I can’t hold on long.”

Already, she was making the climb. The whole time, in this position, he was hitting that perfect spot, sending shockwaves through her body.

“Almost. There.”

Oh, he hoped so.

His control was frayed and already, he could feel himself ready to fall.

With or without her.

As his vision wavered, from the sheer amount of pleasure that he was feeling, she shouted his name.

And came.

“Orion!”

Chris felt that heat, heard his name, and lost control of his body with her. Together, they made that tumble into the pleasure.

As one.

As she stopped moving, he wrapped his arm around her body, and they rode out the pleasure together. While it wasn’t the longest, wildest bout of sex, it was more to fill up their empty cups so they could both keep doing what they did best.

Surviving.

In the afterglow, they took their time, and he could feel her leaving gentle kisses on his throbbing artery.

Then, he heard the sigh.