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“On your hands and knees,” he barked then helped her get into position.
He entered her again. Slower this time but no less deep. His hands touched every inch of her he could reach even slipping a finger between her buttocks to caress her there.
“I’m going to want to take you here, too, Helen,” he warned. “I’ll make sure you’re ready when I do.”
She said nothing. Didn’t know what to say. He wanted to take her there? Part of her was excited by the idea. Another part was embarrassed. But he wasn’t asking her. He was telling her it would happen.
“Okay,” she whispered then squealed when he pressed the tip of his finger against her back entrance.
Then he slid his other hand underneath to play with her clit, and she found herself rocking back onto his cock and taking more of his finger as she did. Embarrassment left as pleasure gripped her again. She felt the tension building inside her and knew she was close to coming again.
“Fletch, please,” she begged, and as if he’d only been waiting for that, he pounded into her, taking and taking and taking until she was screaming his name again.
“Helen,” he groaned as he filled her up.
She went flat to the mattress beneath him, and they stayed that way for a moment before he eased out of her. She buried her face in the pillow as she felt the tug of his finger when he removed it from her ass.
“Oh, God,” she moaned, and Fletch chuckled.
“Next time, you’ll be screaming that while my cock is buried there,” he growled in her ear.
She reached back and pushed away his face with another groan. He laughed again then smacked her on the ass.
“Let’s shower then we can go to sleep.”
“Get the water started,” she urged, not moving her face from the pillow. “I’ll be there when I can feel my legs again.”
He chuckled again as she heard him walk away. She must have dozed off because the next thing she knew she was in his arms being carried to the shower.
“I can—”
“Shh,” he whispered. “I’ve got you, baby.”
She snuggled in as he stepped into the shower with her.
“Can you stand for a moment?”
“Mmm,” she murmured as he put her down, one big hand braced around her waist.
She let him take care of her. Let him wash and rinse her. Then she sat on the built-in bench and enjoyed the view while he took care of cleansing himself. She’d return the favor one day. When she wasn’t out on her feet. Still, she couldn’t resist leaning in and nuzzling against his thigh, working her way closer and closer to his groin.
“None of that,” he warned. “I’m not sure either of us has the energy for another round right now.”
“You smell so good,” she murmured. “Like me. Like us.”
“Our scents are blending,” he agreed.
She rubbed against him again, kissed him on the thigh then leaned back again.
“Let’s get you back to bed.”
Fletch made quick work of toweling most of the water off them both then lifted her into his arms again and took her back to bed. He placed her under the covers then slid in beside her, tugging until she was cuddled at his side, her head on his shoulder.
“I plan to go see the other survivors tomorrow.”
“I know. Did you want me to go with you?”
“No, I don’t want to interrupt whatever you have planned. What exactly do you do as an enforcer?”
