Marina wanted to feel him inside her until she fell asleep, but on the table, she would soon have a rude awakening. “Now, do you wish to have this conversation here or at my place?” He bent and lifted her in his arms. “Um, here is where my clothes are. I don’t think I have anything that will fit you.” He quirked his lips and carried her to the bedroom. Her thighs were sticky, but it was just one sensation left while the rest of her felt a little bit bruised and achy. The mosquito netting was standard in the everglades. Irdan brushed the panel aside with his shoulder and set her onto her bed. He found the bathroom after a little exploration and returned with a washcloth. She blushed but didn’t fight him as he cleaned the cum from her thighs. He left her again and returned to her, joining her in the bed and spooning against her back. “We will need to rest to complete the joining.”
