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inside her as he lowered her onto
him.
    He cried out so loudly that he had no idea if she also
called out. She tried to move up but he held her in place for a minute.
    “Are you okay?” he heard her ask.
    “You’re like heaven, Aileen. Wet and silky, and if you don’t
hold still for just a minute I’ll come before we even get started.”
    She laughed. The sound was deep and full and he felt it
vibrate around his cock.
    He groaned and then drew one perfect nipple into his mouth
and sucked hard. She cried out and rose up on her knees before plunging down
again around him. He reached between them and gently rubbed her clit as she
moved up and down.
    “Ian.”
    She rose again calling his name over and over again. His
gentle manipulations grew faster and more intense as did the pace of their
fucking. Her head thrown back, she rose and descended while screaming
unintelligibly and calling his name. He could feel his climax building with an
eroticism he’d never before experienced. She sank down one last time and
collapsed forward against his chest. His cock was deep in her pussy as her body
pulsed around him. She clutched him so tightly she might have bruised his
shoulders.
    Without letting his cock slide from her gushing pussy he
moved her to lie on her back. His body covered her and he slid forward and back
in tiny strokes. They were both covered in sweat. Her round breasts rubbed
against his chest tantalizing him. Every inch of her body slid against his. He
wanted to hold back, make it last all night but she was too tight, too sweet.
Suddenly he lost control and pumped into her harder and faster until the orgasm
racked his body and he arched his back, pressing forward one last time. She
screamed and he felt her come again as his seed filled her.
    Rising up on his elbows again, he gazed down at her. “Are
you okay?”
    Her eyes opened and she smiled. “I’m good. You?”
    He grinned down at her. “You’re a whole lot better than
good. You’re amazing.”
    “Mmmmm,” she purred and eased him down on top of her again.
    He rolled to one side wrapping his arms around her but
taking his weight off her slim body.
    She shivered.
    The fire was down to embers.
    Ian got up, covered her with one of the robes and moved to
the hearth. He added several pieces of wood before stoking the flames back to
blazing. It only took him a couple of minutes but by the time he came back to
her she was asleep. He made a place for himself under the robe that covered her
and leaned her back against his chest. She wiggled her behind to perfectly fit
against him.
    He smiled and wondered at his own happiness. He couldn’t
remember the last time he’d been so thoroughly satisfied, so content. The
tightness in his chest bordered on painful. Breathe, he told himself, but
exhaustion took care of his worries.
    * * * * *
    The lodge glared with the dark red of a new day when he woke
up and realized he was alone. His first instinct was to rush out and find her
but he knew she was near. Somehow, just as he’d known she was in danger the day
before, he knew she was still at the lodge.
    The fire had gone to ash but with a little prodding, a flame
flickered to life and Ian added two logs. He yanked on his jeans, flannel shirt
and boots and walked out onto the porch.
    It was warmer and the icicles hanging from the roof dripped
steadily. The snow covered the wheel wells of the Chevy. It was day but as expected
there was no sun so the melting snow did not glisten. She was sitting on a
bench swing, dressed and wrapped in the other bathrobe. Across her lap lay the
rifle.
    “Aren’t you cold?” he asked.
    “Shhhhh.” She pointed to a spot just off the parking area where
the snow had drifted away and a patch of bare soil hosted a bright red
cardinal. The little bird pecked at the soil and then scratched with his
pronged feet and pecked again.
    Ian stood perfectly still watching. Finally the bird plucked
a small worm from the ground, swallowed it and