Page 39 of Sweet Refuge


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The first hot splash of his cum hitting Lena’s insides ripped a scream from her, and his echoed right behind. His entire body bowed under the force of his orgasm. Every twitch felt like surrender.

His or hers? Hell, did it matter? What mattered was she was underneath him, in his bed again.

If he had his way, she’dstayhere this time.

It hit him again that she was pregnant. At least his suspicion hadn’t been denied, which could only mean he was right.

She shoved a palm on his chest, and he rolled to the side, taking her with him. To his utter delight, she straddled him and started rubbing her cum-drenched pussy on his still-hard cock.

“Fuuuuck.” Watching her face as she used him damn near unhinged him.

She rubbed her clit over his length to the flared head and then rocked her hips again and again and again.

Now that he knew how extra-sensitive her nipples were, he brushed them with the pads of his thumbs. As they shriveled to tight puckers, she moaned. A red flush crept over her beautiful face and a sheen of perspiration glistened on her throat.

“Come for me, lover.”

She whimpered.

Strumming her nipples as she ground her pussy on him, seeking a third orgasm, he stared at her face. Her features were emblazoned on his heart and there would never be any erasing them. She could run, but she always ran back to him.

“That’s it, Lena. Are you close? You’re shaking.”

A whine emitted from her throat. When he lightly pinched her nipples and rolled them between his fingers, she stiffened.

“C’mon, love. Rub your clit on me.”

She shuddered and moved faster. Then in one swift move, he grabbed her hips and thrust inside her, planting his thumb over her hard nubbin.

Her walls rippled around him, and he ground her clit into her body while she thrust down on him over and over.

He knew the instant she tipped over the edge. Wrapping his free hand in her hair, he yanked her mouth down to his. Her muffled cry of bliss shredded his already torn heart.

She collapsed on top of him, boneless and spent. Slade wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him. With her head pillowed on his pec, they took a minute to catch their breath.

The L-word caught in his throat, a fly in a trap. If he told her that he loved her, she’d jump off him and break for the door.

He locked his jaw on the words and held her in place, loving the feel of her silken skin and hair tickling his shoulder.

Long minutes passed. When she didn’t move off him, he began to wonder if she’d fallen asleep. He tipped his head to the side to steal a peek at her face but found her eyes open and fixed on some point on the far wall.

This was…unusual. But nice. Lena wasn’t a post-sex cuddler. She was too animated in life, constantly on the move from one task to the next.

Taking a chance, he swooped his hand down her spine. She trembled but still didn’t move.

“That was…”

“Don’t ruin it by talking, Slade.”

His lips twisted in amusement. “Okay.”

“Still talking.”

His smile spread. “I was just thinking that we could get remarried on our anniversary, which is coming up.”

She stiffened.

“See? I remembered the date!”

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