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teeth at the exquisite sensation.
    With his weight slightly pressing down on her, he reached beneath her body and cupped her breasts. He loved the feel of them—the perfect size for him. The perky globes filled his hands as if made for him and him alone. He kneaded her flesh gently, rubbing his palms across and around her nipples. They pebbled and peaked under his ministrations. He took the buds between his thumb and forefinger and gently stroked the hardened, nerve-dense skin back and forth. Abby’s body shuddered under him. He could see her ribs quaking as she struggled to breathe. He loved how she responded to him without hesitation or bashfulness.
    He pulled a little on her nipples again, making her back arch. A low moan erupted from her lips. Her nails gathered the sheets and she clutched them in her fist, seeming to hold on for some semblance of control. He could see her face in his mind. Her bottom lip would be gripped tightly between her teeth, as she did when she was turned on before, her eyes would be shut, and her nostrils flaring. The pulse where her neck and shoulder met would be pounding, just begging him to bite and lick. The skin between her breasts would flush pink, a tell-tale sign of her impending climax.
    He continued to play with her nipples as he sat back on his knees, pulling her slightly up in the effort. Her head lifted from the sheets.
    “Fill me, Andrew,” she whispered her plea. “Please come inside me.”
    Palming his cock, he lined up with her entrance and thrust into her gently. She responded by pushing back. They met. She was so tight and wet. He withdrew to the tip and thrust inside again. Her folds yielded and her channel welcomed him home. He released one breast and caressed a fingertip down her body to her clit.
    He palmed her mound and found her clit, causing a deep groaning purr to escape her lips. He circled her clit with deft fingers, pressing along each side of the flesh. It swelled between his fingers, and he felt her core relax and pulse around his shaft. He kept his pace steady, despite the demands of his body, his needy cock, and her own undulating motions.
    Rocking back and forth, he ground his cock deeply into her. He tilted her hips to stroke down on her G-spot. She cried out with the contact and reared back, causing Andrew’s hand to lose contact from her breast and her clit.
    “Oh God, Andrew. Harder!”
    He smiled, and imagined the day he could be comfortable enough to let out a laugh with her at her demands; full-bodied guffaws, while she giggled along with him.
    Smacking her ass lightly, he said, “Whatever you need, Abby. Just as you like.”
    “Yes!”
    Then, pressing his fingers into her hips, he forced her down to her elbows and drove himself deeper, faster, and harder into her. Their thighs smacked together. The sound filled the room and blended into the moans of her trembling orgasm, followed quickly by her scream, and then, his own husky wail. He pressed on for three deep thrusts, and exploded into her as she came.
    They lingered in position for a short time. Coming apart, they fell to the bed together. He slid his body off to the side so he could hold her. For minutes, they rested silently, each trying to catch their breath.
    “So?” He nudged her gently in the ribs.
    “Best. Night. Ever.” She turned to her side and kissed his neck.
    “Tired now?”
    “Yes. Let’s sleep, baby.”

Chapter Six
    ANDREW woke up to the shrill sound of the satellite phone ringing on his night table. The bright morning sunlight was streaming into his room, and Abby was curled up beside him. He turned and got out of bed to answer it in the back hallway, under the skylight.
    “Yes?” He hit the soft key on the right to turn on the speakerphone setting.
    “Good morning, Mr. Carrington. This is Bruce at Angel Air Paramedic.”
    “Hello Bruce. So how is he?”
    “He just got out of two back-to-back surgeries, sir. He’s stable and resting in the private recovery