he said, stopping close to her. “Too bad I need a shave and a shower.” He took her hand to draw her to her feet. Her chair scraped as she stood, while her heart pounded. He pulled her to him. “I don’t care,” she replied, slipping her arms around him. He leaned down to kiss her, his beard rough, the woolen shirt soft beneath her fingers as she kissed him. Urgency rocked her. Swamped with desire, she wanted him with a desperation that was mirrored in his actions. Clothes were tossed away, and in minutes, as they feverishly kissed and touched, he picked her up. Wrapping her long legs around him, she clung tightly while they kissed. Right there in the breakfast room, he lowered her onto his erection, filling her in one dazzling motion. Sensations bombarded her. The blaze of desire raged out of control. She wanted him. Wanted his loving because it could vanish from her life after this moment. Her roaring pulse shut out all other sounds.
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