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His solid chest and strong arms supported her much better than any armchair could. His erection pressed into her lower back, and long legs cradled hers. She melted against him like candle wax.
    On the TV, Tom was drunk and coming on hard to Renée because he feared being alone. Soon he’d kiss her on her doorstep then take her to bed. Camilla had never been less interested in watching that scene play out. She whimpered and squirmed beneath Ryan’s fingers that dipped lower, seeking her entrance. She was slippery and her muscles clenched around his probing fingers.
    At last Ryan removed his fingers from inside her and turned her around to face him. Camilla settled on his lap and leaned to kiss him; his mouth, the corner of his lips, along his rough jaw, and down his throat to where his pulse beat. She flicked her tongue into the salty hollow, then traveled the landscape of his sculpted chest from one nipple to the other, tonguing the tight buds until Ryan moaned. What a lovely rewarding sound.
    He spread his arms on the sofa cushions and leaned back as she moved her mouth over his twitching stomach. She pulled down his briefs and his cock sprang out, hard and ready. Her pussy throbbed at the sight of the dark purple head and thick shaft. She desperately needed him inside her again, but there was time to play first.
    Camilla enjoyed his pleasure as she took his thickness in hand and pressed her lips to the soft, round head. How strange. She hadn’t even known him before this morning, yet it felt completely natural to take his cock into her mouth now. Musky and earthy, his solid flesh satisfied her.
    Ryan rocked his hips as she set a pumping rhythm with her fist. Her jaw ached at the unfamiliar stretch. It had been over a year since she’d gone down on Sam. Her desire had waned along with his passion for her, until she began to forget which of them had drawn away first. Now Ryan’s soft whimper drove her crazy. Lust raged through her at his need which increased her own arousal.
    He tugged lightly on her hair. “Stop now. Come up here.”
    He fetched another condom from his discarded jeans and applied it quickly. It occurred to Camilla he probably had a lot of practice.
    He seated her on his lap again, and this time Camilla settled slowly onto his shaft. She surrounded him, took him deep inside her, and when they were fully joined, she moved slowly, subtly, making this time last.
    Ryan’s eyes glittered in the flickering light of the television. As he gripped her hips to guide her, the romantic movie music heightened the drama. He looked into her eyes as they rose and fell together. All the sadness and bleak numbness of the past year floated away. She felt light and buoyant, and fully alive at last. Her climax broke through like a water geyser erupting from dry earth. She gripped Ryan’s shoulders hard and clung to him as her body quaked.
    Ryan’s hips jerked as he drove into her gushing wetness. Her body clenched around him so tightly, she felt the pulses of his orgasm. He buried his face against her shoulder and held her tightly as he came.
    Camilla hugged him back, savoring his shudders of bliss. She breathed in the scent of his shampoo and the fresh sweat glistening on his body. He was vital and strong, healthy and whole in her arms. After suffering the long shadowed time of illness and death, this felt like a celebration of life.
    They clung to each another for several rapturous moments, and then at last Camilla pulled away.
    Ryan ran a hand through his wild hair and glanced down to where their bodies were still joined. “This is the most fun I’ve ever had moving someone into a new house.”
    She laughed. He cupped her nape and pulled her to him for another kiss.
    “Can I spend the night?” he asked.
    Oh, how she wanted it! The idea of spooning in his arms and waking up to more sex in the morning, a shared breakfast, a long conversation, was irresistible. But an overnight seemed like the beginning of something