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I prayed to god Tara wouldn’t give me hell about this tomorrow, but mostly I prayed to Vaughn to give me what I wanted.
    I came again long and intense – a full moon tide drowning me in soft joy. Vaughn pulled out and spurted hot jets on my stomach. His lust bathed me in warmth, and then he collapsed at my side.
    I wiped myself down with my shirt and threw it off the bed. Vaughn watched me with dim blue eyes, and I studied him back, trying to get a fix on what I’d just signed up for.
    “So,” he said, after a while.
    “Yeah?”
    “So the reason I came here was to find out if you might consider seeing me again.”
    “That’s all you wanted tonight?”
    “That’s it.”
    I smacked him with a pillow. “Bullshit.”
    He chuckled and pulled me in tight. “That’s fair. I just got tired of all that truth. No fun in that right?”
    He might have a point there.
    *****
    I rose to the buzz of a phone.
    Vaughn’s pale body lay next to mine. His eyes popped open and his face spread with a smile as he saw me. The phone buzzed again.
    “That mine?” he asked.
    “Yeah.”
    He rolled over for it and looked at the screen. “It’s the Soldiers,” he said. “They need me.”
    I didn’t know why he was telling me. “Ok,” was all I could say.
    “I just wanted you to know.” He showed me the screen. “I want to be open with you.”
    “Uh-huh.”
    He set the phone aside, then curled back into me with a content sigh.
    “That’s all?” I asked.
    “Do you want me to go?”
    My sleepy brain finally got his meaning. I turned into him and shook my head.
    “No, you stay with me.”
     

CHAPTER SIX
    Vaughn
    Meagan lay unfurled on the bed in the dim morning light, her dark slender limbs all over the place like I’d blown her apart. Her hands were flung up over her head and raking through the blankets. Her legs dangled over my shoulders. Her nice plump ass held back the weight of my mid as I moved myself into her over and over.
    “Oh Jesus,” she said, her face holy with lust as I lunged her again into the mattress. “Fucking, God.”
    Damn, did I love it when I got her to trip up and swear. Hearing those rough words come out of such sweet lips made me thicken almost as much as having her mouth was firmly around me.
    I groaned and slid deep as her tight little body would allow. Each stroke was agony, even with a wrapper holding us apart. She hadn’t asked one of me in the half week since we’d been back together, but I loved the way it felt when we came as one. It had happened twice, and now I could feel it riding up on us again.
    I dropped my weathered white body onto her lush dark one. I couldn’t get in as far, but the feel of her rich skin against mine more than made up for it. I kissed her soft little shoulder, working my way towards her neck and ear, savoring the full length of these last thrusts. Her sharps nails found my back, made holds in my flesh.
    She moaned in my ear, and I couldn’t take it. I sped up, tight like a vise around her. She bound me back to her, and I roared like an engine as I came. She squealed and started to wiggle around me, but I held her down and kept fucking until her pressure went off like a bomb. We rattled together a bit, and then her arms fell off me. I kissed her forehead and peeled off.
    She tipped her head at me with a drunken smile. Her brain looked scrambled, which made me grin. For a few short moments I’d be just as smart as her. Her eyes moved past me though, narrowed, then widened in shock.
    “It’s eleven?” She bolted up, her breasts jiggling in shock. “Ahhh, I lost the whole morning.”
    I checked the clock behind me and yawned. “Ten fifty. Plenty of time till work.”
    “I got more in my life than work, ya know,” she said. “Papers don’t write themselves.”
    “Well, at least you’re all nice and loose to think now.”
    “I’d rather be done with four pages and tight.”
    “Oh you’re tight in plenty of places, honey.”
    She smacked me with a