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pleasure.  When his forefingers came into play as well, the feelings that had been tingling inside of her roared to life.  This was no longer pleasant, this was urgent!  This was a desperate sensation to find that release, to achieve it so that this aching would go away.  She whimpered as she moved, shifting frantically.  His fingers were making her crazed and she couldn’t…maybe…She tried to knock his hands away from her breasts, but he wasn’t moving.  And with a final tweak, that action took her over the edge, her body convulsing around his as she screamed. 
    Tasir watched, fascinated as she took pleasure from his body.  But when she screamed out, she took him right along with him.  He hadn’t been expecting that but he’d known he was close.  Watching her, feeling her nipples with his hands and feeling her body shudder almost violently with her climax, he was brought over the cliff so suddenly he could barely breathe for several moments. 
    He felt her collapse against his chest, her delectable body splayed out against him in the most erotic way.  And he loved it!  He tried to lift his arms to wrap around her, to hold her in place, but that climax had taken everything out of him.  Never had he felt so replete!
    It took a long time for both of them to get their breathing back to normal.  When Tasir thought he could, he sat up, still with her intimately connected to him, and kissed her.  His hands dove into her thick, dark hair and tilted her head so that he could deepen the kiss. 
    When he lifted his head, he looked down at the woman and a sense of possessiveness hit him hard. 
    Jalayla saw the look and turned shy, not sure what he was thinking.  She didn’t have long to wonder though.  “How do you know about this place?” he asked her gently.  She told him about her excursions here with Ciara over the years, all of the fun adventures the two of them had gotten into.  He laughed and they talked of their childhoods, their new responsibilities, what they wanted for each of their countries, their lives…they talked until the sun started setting and a chill crept into the air. 
    She didn’t want this time to end, but she couldn’t think of any way to make it last longer.  “I guess I’d better get dressed and head back to the fortress.  I’m sure our fathers are wondering where we are.”
    He not only helped her stand up, he then lifted her into his arms and carried her into the water, rinsing off the remnants of their lovemaking in the cool water. 
    When they were once again standing on the edge of the water, pulling on their clothes despite their damp bodies, he looked down at her, his body once again ready to make love to her.  He’d always had a strong sex drive, but there was something about this woman that was somehow different, and he wasn’t sure he could get enough of her.  There was only one solution. 
    “We’ll tell our fathers that we plan to be married.  And a short engagement,” he stated firmly. 
    Jalayla looked up at him and froze in the process of putting her boots on.  “Excuse me?” she replied.  Her whole body was tense as she waited for him to correct his declaration. 
    And that’s when it hit her.  She remembered how arrogant and obnoxious this man was.  Yes, he could be a fabulous lover, and when he wasn’t being a bully, he was a nice guy and a great conversationalist.  But deep down inside, she suspected that he really was too domineering for her taste. 
    He turned at the question, not sure why there would be any reason to hold back.  “We’ll talk to our fathers, let them know that we will be married.”
    She blinked as she stared up at him.  “But we won’t.  Be married, that is,” she countered, her fingers buttoning her shirt. 
    Jalayla started walking over to her horse which was still happily chomping on green wherever he could find it.  But when she’d only taken a few steps, she felt his strong hand on her arm as he swung