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It was happening to hi his release to his partner’s He’d never cared to share the experience But, suddenly, he could think of nothing but e of her pleasure, and letting it crash over both of theainst her "Don’t go without me"
"I can’t wait I can’t stop it!" She convulsed around hi rhyth over the edge in a terrifying, extravagant cli he’d ever experienced
He collapsed against her, his breath cole of her neck and allowed the extraordinary pleasure to wash over hi he’d ever felt before
Long minutes passed before, afraid that he would crush her with his weight, Bourne rolled away froainst him, not yet ready to release her
Dear God It had been the most incredible sex he’d ever had
It had been
It had been ined it could be
And the very idea that such an experience had coh hi
It did not
She was a e
That was all she could be
In his lifeti of value he’d ever held
When Penelope realized thatrealized that he was every kind of disappoint her too close She’d be grateful for his releasing her to a quiet, si she wantedand did not have to worry about him
You do not deserve her
Tohts--those words that had sent him home, to his wife, to prove his place in her life To prove that she belonged to him That he could master her body in a way no other man had
But it was he who had been ainst his chest, his na promise on her lips as one of her hands stroked up his torso The long, lush touch sent another wave of pleasure through him, followed all too closely by desire when she whispered, soft and sleepy and te, "That was splendid"
He meant to tell her not to become too comfortable in his bed
Not to become too comfortable in his life
Hehad been a e would never be the kind she required
But she was already asleep
Dear M--
I realize that you may not wish to reply to my letters, but I plan to send them nonetheless A year, two, or ten--I would never want you to think I had forgotten you Not that you would believe such a thing, would you?
It’s your birthday next week I would have embroidered a handkerchief for you, but you know that needlepoint and I do not exactly suit
Re--P
Needham Manor, January 1817
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