His body was hard and packed with muscle, his shoulders and arms thick and strong. She blew gently over the light sheen of his sweat-dampened skin. “Ben, wake up.” “Too heavy?” His voice was a mumble as he stirred. “Yes, but in a wonderful way. I don’t want you to move.” He eased up onto his elbows and looked into her eyes, so focused, in a way he’d never been before. She wanted to kiss him, to make him hers forever. “What are you thinking?” He stroked her cheek. “That making love to you is very special.” His cock twitched and lengthened inside her. “Say that again and we’ll soon get round two underway.” “I want round two.” Did she ever. “Saria.” A knock sounded on the door. “Argh, my sister has the worst timing.”
