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use an ice pack in the
morning to soothe it.
    He rolled over on his back next to
her.  His hand rested possessively on her quivering belly.  Their breathing was
haggard in the quiet room.  Jarrod groaned when he sat up and looked down at
Shannon.  She was sprawled out, her legs still spread and her arms above her
head.  His dick jerked.
    Holy shit … down boy!  Enough already!
    He rolled off the bed and lifted
Shannon in his arms.  She complained loudly.
    “No!  Sleep … I need to sleep!”
    Jarrod chuckled and kissed her on her
nose.
    “Soon, doll face.”
    He stood with her under a tepid shower
and had to hold her up, her legs were that weak.  He washed her and them him. 
He dried them quickly and carried her back to the bed.  He stood looking down
at the rumpled sheets and realized they were soaked.
    He turned and carried her to her room
and laid her on the bed.  She was already asleep.  He switched off the bedside
lamps and settled next to her, drawing her in his arms.  She curled around him
and threw her leg over his hip.   Her small hand curved over his chest and her
head found a spot on his shoulder. He sighed contently and closed his eyes,
only to have them sprung open in shock.  It was the first time he would sleep
with a woman in his arms.  Damn and if it did not feel right.  As if that was
exactly where she belonged.
    So
damn right!
    Shannon
woke up feeling completely disorientated.  She stretched and then cried out. 
Every muscle complained.  She turned on her back, wincing when even her nipples
tingled with tenderness.
    A low moan escaped her lips.  She
grabbed a pillow and slapped it over her face, only to throw it on the floor
just as quickly.  It smelled of him.  Gorgeous, delicious Cowboy!  It was not a
dream.  He did spent most of the night making lust with her … or was it more
than that?  It most definitely felt like it.  He was tender, and yet so wild
with unbridled passion for her.  He totally blew her mind.
    Wonderful Shannon!  He’s a bloody
Cowboy!  Yes … but he is a Prada Cowboy!
    As if that mattered, her conscience
muttered back at her.  She was a corporate chick.  She preferred high powered corporate
men. Not naked chested, ab flaunting, Prada wearing Cowboys! 
    She sat up and lowered her legs to the
floor. She got up and cried out with the first step she took.  Good Lord!  Her
thighs were killing her!  It felt as if she just had a 72 hour marathon session
at the gym doing squats!  He most definitely delivered on his promise.  She
could barely walk!  Her inner channel pinched in complaint with every step she
took.
    After a quick shower she felt fresh
and relaxed.  She was most definitely going to be a little uncomfortable and
sore for a few days.  Her bags were in the walk-in cupboard and she sighed with
relief.  She pulled on a purple thong and a pair of Sissy Boy skinny jeans with
a purple stretch top that hugged her breasts.  The shorts sleeves only started
at the top of her arms, leaving her shoulders bare.  She slipped her feet in a
pair of purple Jimmy Choo, high heeled sandals.   The thin straps that crossed
from her toes to her ankles showed off her well-formed, small feet with her
purple painted toe nails.
    She groaned with every step she took
and walked back to the bed.  There was no way she would be able to walk with
high heels!
    Damn you, Muscle Man!
    Oh, please Shannon!  You demanded and
begged a hell of a lot yourself!  It was not just all his doing!
    Oh, shut up!
    She blushed at the reminder and could
not deny that it was the truth.  It was not only him that could not get
enough.  She still wanted more, even now!
    She took the high heels off and slipped
on a pair of flat sandals.  Shannon blushed noticing the dark love mark Jarrod
left in her neck.  Big, dark and right there in your face.  No one would miss
it!   She groaned and cursed her own wantonness of the night before. She has
never allowed anyone to give her a