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my chin and tipped my head toward his. His forehead folded and I felt his cock kick inside me as my pussy milked the first ribbon of cum from him.
    “I want your eyes on mine when you come. I want to see what my body does to yours. I want your eyes when I fill you with my seed.” Beads of sweat were forming along his face, his pupils dilating as he thrust into me over and over, his orgasm never seeming to end. He was still fucking me when I started to feel our combined cum spilling down my legs.
    As the last of my orgasm shot through me, all the strength in my body dissipated. Had it not been for his strong arm around me, I would have crashed into the sand. His breath was hot and hard outside my ear, his body damp with sweat and hard against mine. His cock stayed buried deep inside me, our shared release still running down my legs.
    As his arm tightened around me, his mouth clamped down on my neck, sucking at the delicate skin until I shuddered. He released it with a wet pop, his cock coming back to life inside me.
    “Mine,” he husked before flipping me on my back.

8
    Jane
    A s the first colors of morning had started to light the sky, my body tensed before spilling into shudders again. I’d lost count of how many times it had happened, but it could just as easily have been a million times as it was a dozen.
    We’d spent one magical night together, but with today came the feeling that I’d known Grant all of my life. Whatever bond we’d forged in the weeks we’d spent together, whatever connection we’d drawn last night through the union of our bodies, tied us together in a way where time didn’t play a factor. There was no end, no beginning, no before, no after. There was now, and only right now. There was him, and only him.
    Grant kissed the insides of my legs after he’d sucked the last ripple of pleasure from me. “Mercy?”
    A grin spread across my face as my fingers combed through his hair. “No way.”
    A grunt came from deep in his chest. “Insatiable.”
    “I warned you.”
    “Yes,” he breathed, skimming his nose along my sex, “you did.”
    I giggled when his whiskers scratched my skin. “Mercy for you?”
    I circled my hips, inviting him back despite the tender ache throbbing between my legs. As promised, he’d taken me again, and again . . . and again. He’d taken me like a wild, savage beast driven by impulse and commanded by instinct. He’d mated my body with his, breeding me until his cum had been running out of me like a stream.
    In between each time he shoved his cock back into me, he’d thrown me on my back and sucked me off until I was exhausted. Then he’d put me on all fours and take his, each time demanding I came with him. Each time ensuring my pussy got him off as he went off inside me.
    “Hell, no,” he stated emphatically, crawling up my body and gathering me in his arms. “But how about an intermission? A lot’s happened since yesterday, and I’d like to have you in my arms while I work on catching up.” He repositioned the lab coat so it was laid out beneath me on the sand, then he curled me to his chest, ringing one arm around my waist and another behind his neck as he looked up at the lightening sky.
    “I’ll say a lot’s happened, Dr. Bridger.” I smiled down at his groin. Despite the “intermission,” it looked like his erection hadn’t gotten the memo.
    “Thank you for that.” His lips pressed into my temple. “For last night. That was . . .”
    I waited as he continued to struggle to find the right words. “That was what?”
    “The best fucking thing to happen to anyone ever,” he settled on at last. “That’s what that was.”
    I couldn’t have put it better if I’d tried. “Says the man who’s been alone on a deserted island for years.” I glanced at him and winked. “I could have laid there like a cold fish and you would have been just as happy.”
    He chuckled, his chest gently bouncing my head. “Well, I’m glad you didn’t just lay