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She’d wanted him to fill her, and he did. Totally and completely, stretching her to the limits yet fitting perfectly.
    With a groan, Jake began to move within her. Slowly at first, but gradually quicker as desire and need overtook them, he plunged in and out of her silky sheath. Ellie wrapped her legs around him, urging him on, meeting his every thrust. She held him tight with her arms, her nails biting into his back.
    Jake tangled his hands in her hair. Their mouths fused together, each swallowing the other’s gasps and moans of pleasure. Ellie moved her hands down to Jake’s hips, pressing him into her, her nails biting into the tender flesh. Jake’s mouth moved to her ear, murmuring hot and lusty words that made her blood boil even hotter until the cauldron of lust and pure pleasure bubbled over. Her cries shattered the darkness as she went over the edge, taking him with her.
    Despite the shaking of her world, she felt him convulse within her and heard his hoarse cry of her name as came with her.
     
     
Chapter Six
     
    Ellie snuggled deeper into Jake’s warmth. They lay there for an eternity, neither moving, neither speaking. They just lay there, Ellie with her head on Jake’s chest, Jake with his arms wrapped tightly around Ellie, their legs intertwined on top of the crumpled sheets, basking in the warmth left by their lovemaking.
    Ellie felt like she should say something, anything, but nothing came to mind. There were no words to express what was going on within her. Shocked, dazed, confused, scared and utterly satisfied all came to mind, but all seemed to fall short. Her body still tingled and burned from his touch. His arms, strong and solid around her, made her feel small and safe. They always had. She wondered what he was thinking, feeling. But she couldn’t ask.
    She couldn’t speak at all for fear of breaking the magic spell that seemed to have entrapped them. So she lay there, half on top of him, listening to his heart beat, feeling his chest rise under her hand with every breath. She committed every sound, every smell and every sensation to memory. She had no idea what would happen next, but she would always have this moment locked away in her heart.
    After a while—Ellie had no idea how long—Jake’s breathing became shallow and regular. She knew he was asleep. She shifted a bit and felt his arms tighten around her, as if to keep her from moving away. She had no intention of moving, not right now. She would steal every moment of his touch she could. His chest, which had seemed so hard moments earlier, now felt like the softest pillow she had ever known. Heaviness swept over her limbs as fatigue set in. Her body was tired and sated and she didn’t fight sleep when it overtook her. Instead she settled into sweet oblivion with a smile.
    It was around three in the morning when Ellie woke up. She knew this because the huge digital alarm clock was directly in front of her eyes as she opened them. For several moments that was all she knew. The haze of sleep still fogged her brain and it took a moment to register the hard, warm body curled around her. Who was this in her bed? No, not her bed. Jake’s bed. Jake! Oh God! Reality came crashing back to her with a force that nearly knocked the breath from her.
    She and Jake McAllister had made love only a few hours earlier. It was her best friend, the man she loved beyond all reason but could never have, holding her in his arms, his naked body pressed to hers. Ellie suddenly felt an irrational burst of self-consciousness and grabbed the sheet, clutching it to her breast. Sheet? Jake must have awakened and covered them while she slept. She realized she wasn’t lying with her head on his chest anymore, but on her side with Jake molded to her back. His heat seeped into her. Every inch of her backside, from her shoulders to her heels, was in direct contact with warm male flesh. One arm was under her head, the other thrown possessively over her waist, its hand