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as he. Clutching his muscular biceps, she dug her fingernails into his skin, leaving crescent moons in their wake. The tension in his face made her wrap her legs around his hips, hips that moved with strong, steady thrusts. Stretching. Driving her again into pleasure she wished never to leave.
    Every place inside her felt alive, raw and sensitive. With each caress of his cock, he stroked her nerve endings, taking her higher and higher.
    When her eyelids drifted down, he growled. “Look at me.”
    A piercing stab that bounced off the mouth of her cervix made her eyes gape.
    “Mine. Forever.” Harshness edged his voice, as if saying the words would make the fact true. Over and over, he thrust slow and easy, and then fast and hard. He penetrated her with a ruthlessness that felt as if he marked her—his.
    “Oh God.” Her grasp on his arms grew taut. “Kyle.”
    “Let it go, baby.” He lowered his chest so that they were skin to skin, and then took her mouth in a drugging kiss. He captured her cry as she splintered apart in his arms.
    Through an ocean of sensations, Sam felt Kyle’s cock throb deep inside her. He threw back his head and trembled. Suddenly he stilled. Every muscle was taut beneath her palms. His expression almost painful, he moaned her name as wet warmth filled her.
    Each jerk of his shaft triggered deeper, more spellbinding contractions that thickened and shortened the walls of her sex. Someone cried out and she wasn’t sure whether it was her or Kyle. As they lay wrapped in each other’s arms, his heartbeat blended into hers, the beat a fast, steady echo. Their bodies pulsed in unison. Another cry rose and this time she was sure it was hers.
    Before the last ember died, Kyle rolled off her, gathering her into his embrace. And then his mouth was upon hers again. Tender kisses she remembered had once made her feel loved and cherished. Butterfly caresses he always used to seduce and enchant brought back precious moments when Kyle was hers and life was good.
    Sated. The first contentment she had felt in two years covered her like a soft, familiar blanket.
    Eyelids drifting downward rose and fell again. Sam was tired. So very, very tired. Even as she fought the inevitable, Something I should do waltzed through her head. Mentally reaching for the answer was futile. The more she tried to grasp it, the farther the thought moved away. Something .
    Floating just above unconsciousness, she felt the warmth of Kyle’s mouth against the hollow of her shoulder. His light touch smoothed up her throat, along her jawline.
    “I love you,” he breathed against her lips.
    “Love too,” she mumbled as sleep tugged her into its arms.
     
    For a moment, Kyle allowed himself to bask in the aftermath of their loving. It had been like old times but better. There were slight changes in Sam, such as the shaved pussy. Reaching between them, he caressed the silky smooth skin. His cock jerked alive, while a smile twitched at the corners of his mouth. Tenderly, he pressed a kiss to her forehead.
    Did she have someone new in Phoenix? According to Brad, Sam dodged the subject every time Jennifer inquired about a special someone. It worried him thinking about her being alone, but the alternative would have killed him.
    Kyle thought of Jennifer, his only link to Sam over these past years. He owed her everything. The little tidbits she supplied Brad, and then his friend relaying the news to him, was the only thing that kept him sane.
    Sam was working for a large aerospace company. Something she had said she would never do. She enjoyed adventure, taking chances. A busy corporation would kill her enthusiasm. Had it already accomplished distinguishing the fire inside her? Did she long to come back and join him and Brad?
    “My angel sleeps,” he whispered.
    Her sweet lips were partially open. Her chest rising and falling with each soft breath. Watching her was his greatest pleasure. She was so full of life. Even in her slumber,