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her eyes, her nose, her mouth. He murmured soft words and rubbed the back of
her head as she collapsed against his chest, gasping for air.
"I'm so sorry," he said, "So sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, Beth. Oh,
Bethie, I'm so sorry& "
It took her a moment to realize what he was saying.
"You didn't hurt me," she whispered, voice sounding raw even to her. "I
startled myself there, but you didn't hurt me."
"You must be exhausted," he whispered, still cradling her. She nodded her
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head, realizing he was right. She was exhausted. But she was also far too
restless and awake to sleep. The heaviness that had built up between her legs,
in her breasts, was still there. She needed something to make it go away. She
needed him inside her body.
Slowly, he stood and pulled her up with him. He led her to the bed he had made
for them, gesturing to it vaguely.
"You need to rest," he said. "I won't bother you."
She looked him in the eye and started to unfasten the laces that held her
dress closed across the front. He seemed startled, almost embarrassed.
"This is the only thing I have to wear," she whispered. "I don't want to sleep
in it, too. Beside that, the fabric will bunch up as I sleep. I can't imagine
I'd get much rest that way."
He watched in silence as she pulled the dress slowly down her shoulders, then
stepped out of it. She was nearly naked now; only her shift separated her from
his gaze. It was faded and thin from a thousand washings. She turned to face
him, standing straight. Her nipples stood out, pink peaks clearly visible.
"I think we should go to bed now," she said softly.
Chapter Nine
Jess had never felt so confused in his life. He'd all but raped this woman's
mouth. Her lips were red and swollen from sucking him; even her voice rasped
from the strain he'd put on her throat. Now she seemed to be inviting him to
do more. Even though he had spent himself just moments earlier, his cock was
already coming to attention.
He could bite her, she looked so ripe. How was he going to survive sleeping
next to her?
Instead, he turned and strode to the door, flicking off the light. He pulled
at his clothing as he felt his way back to the bed. She was already there,
waiting for him. Still wearing the damn shift.
He lay down next to her, pulling a blanket over both of them. She turned away
from him, facing the wall. He reached around her body and pulled her close.
She snuggled up to him, tight little ass wiggling. If he wasn't careful he'd
explode on the spot, he thought darkly.
He reached his hand up to her chest, allowing it to cup one of those full,
ripe breasts he'd seen through her shift. It fit his hand perfectly as if she
had been made specifically for his touch. He found the nipple with two of his
fingers, squeezing it lightly. It was already hard, a little nub that cried
out to be kissed.
"I'm going to take off your shift," he whispered. She nodded her head, and he
rolled her toward him.
He reached down beneath the blankets and found the hem of her garment, then
slowly pulled it upward.
His fingers brushed against bare flesh as he moved up her body; he could have
sworn she shivered in response.
Then he had it up and over her head. Jess rolled her to her back and leaned
down, mouth finding her breast in the darkness. He sucked the nipple in,
tonguing it with satisfaction. It was tight and sweet, all his. He sucked it
deeper and dropped a hand between her legs.
She was sopping wet.
A surge of triumph went through him. She wanted him, regardless of what had
happened between them that day. He slipped his fingers between her folds,
finding her clit. He let his fingers play it gently, and she quivered beneath
him.
"Oh, Goddess," she whispered. "That feels so good, Jess."
Smiling against her breast, he rolled her clit again, then let two of his
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fingers sink into her hot, wet opening. He pushed them in as far as they would
reach, wiggling them around before pulling back out again. He began to thrust
into her with those fingers until she squirmed against his hand. Her
fingers plucked at his shoulders and she whimpered in need.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" he asked finally, lifting his head from her
breast. "Because if you do, I think you should ask me. I don't want to make
any mistakes here."
"I want you to fuck me" she whispered. "Please, Jess, I
need you to fuck me. Right now."
He shivered, then raised himself up over her body. He kneed her already spread
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