reminded
her
of
just
how
things
used
to
be
between
them,
and
how
things
still
were
now.
Hungry.
Intense.
Overpowering.
His
gaze
became
keen,
concentrated
and
potently
dark
each
time
he
thrust
forward,
drove
deeper
into
her,
and
she
felt
her
body
dissolve,
dissipate
then
fuse
into
his.
She
felt
the
muscles
of
his
shoulders
bunch
beneath
her
hands,
heard
the
masculine
sound
of
his
growl
and
knew
he
was
fighting
reaching
sexual
fulfillment,
waiting
for
her,
refusing
to
leave
her
behind.
But
he
couldn’t
hold
back
any
longer,
and,
with
one
last,
hard,
deep
thrust
his
body
began
shaking
as
he
reached
the
pinnacle
of
satisfaction.
His
orgasm
triggered
hers,
and
when
her
mouth
formed
a
chilling
scream,
he
quickly
covered
it
with
his,
denying
her
the
chance
to
wake
the
entire
neighborhood.
But
he
couldn’t
stop
her
body
from
quivering
uncontrollably.
Nor
could
he
stop
her
legs
from
wrapping
around
him,
locking
their
bodies
together,
determined
that
they
continue
to
share
this.
She
closed
her
eyes
as
a
feeling
of
unspeakable
joy
and
gratification
claimed
her
in
the
most
provocative
way,
restitution,
compensation
for
ten
years
of
not
having
access
to
any
of
this.
And
when
the
last
of
the
shudders
subsided
and
they
both
continued
to
shiver
in
the
aftermath,
he
sank
down,
lowered
his
head
to
the
curve
of
her
neck,
released
a
deep
satisfied
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