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had ever been
this right. It scared her but she didn’t have the time or the concentration to
figure out why. And she sure as hell wasn’t going to stop. She gasped when he
gave her a tiny bite, then ground against him in a circle. He growled into her
flesh. Realizing she had much more leverage than he did, she began to move on
her own.
    He released her hips and moved back to torment her breasts.
“So good.” She didn’t mean to say it out loud, couldn’t stop herself. She
clenched her inner muscles as hard as she could and his whole body jerked
beneath her.
    “Val, sweet, sweet, Val. I can’t get enough of you,” he
murmured, pulling back from her. She leaned down to kiss him. She was already
getting addicted to his kisses. How was she going to do without? She pushed the
thought away, increasing her pace, needing more. His tongue dueled with hers,
his hard length stabbed into her.
    “Keith…” She was so close. Was he there? She ground into
him, her clit hard against his pelvis, his cock hitting all the right places,
and she shattered. Her mouth fell from his as her body swayed, his hands going
back to her hips to hold her tightly to him while he gave one last thrust up
before coming with a long groan. Her vision grayed as she collapsed against
him, stupidly thrilled when his arms came around her, pulling her even closer.
    She had no idea how long they sat like that. He moved to
pull out and she whined, too tired to be embarrassed over the sound. He pressed
gentle kisses to her temple and made soothing sounds, rolling her to her back
and pulling a blanket up over her. She should probably get up, get dressed, get
out before things got weird. Probably…
    The bed dipped as he returned and it was so easy, so natural
to move into his arms when he lay down beside her. Had she ever felt so
comfortable lying in bed with a man? Naked? She thought maybe she should
remember why it usually made her nervous but was too tired. His hand caressed
her back and instead of being annoying and keeping her awake, it, and his
heartbeat under her ear, soothed her into sleep.
    * * * * *
    Keith woke up feeling good—very, very good, except for the
fact that his thighs were sore. And his ass. But that was unimportant
considering he had a warm Valerie draped over half his body. Her cheek rested
on his chest, her soft breath teasing his skin. He did something he’d been
wanting to do for months. Taking the end of one long, pencil-thin curl of hair,
he pulled. And pulled. When it was fully straight, he released it, smiling
widely as it bounced back into place.
    A glance at the clock told him it was earlier then he’d like,
but he was worried that Val would run, given half a chance. He figured he had
two options. Disentangle himself enough to go turn on the coffeemaker, which he
hadn’t set up the night before, or wake her up with morning sex.
    Since he didn’t figure he could get out of the bed without
waking her, it wasn’t too difficult to make the decision. Of course, he
couldn’t do much from this position either, so he would have to move her,
regardless. He didn’t let that little detail sway him, now that the choice was
made.
    Wrapping his arms around her, he rolled so that she was on
her back, his body covering hers. She made a couple of soft noises, deep in her
throat, but then settled down, back into sleep. He propped up onto his elbows
so that he could watch her, gently pulling on another curl. She really was
beautiful, he didn’t know why she thought otherwise, though he couldn’t be
sorry for it. Constantly surrounded by beautiful women, he knew full well that
while plenty of them were perfectly nice, too many were vain and irritating.
Hell, even the nice ones were necessarily preoccupied with their looks. He
found it annoying even as he made his living from it.
    Shaking off the thought, he brushed Val’s hair from her
forehead. Her face, with barely a hint of old makeup, was lovely. He wouldn’t
mind waking up to that