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“You fucking belong to rowled

I bucked under hiasm was about to claim me

“Only if you belong to me,” I whispered back to him

“Shit,” he groaned He pu his release in my walls His body molded to mine

We collapsed in a heap on the floor The fire was down to a pile of orange coals

“Fuck,” he whispered

I rolled on my back I wasn’t cold Far frohn stood to throw another log on the fire

I watched his body in amazement Every line of him was perfect Every muscle Every limb

He took a few steps to the tray of food and brought it to the floor

“I forgot we had food in here” I sat up to take few bites

“We have it all weekend” He winked “I didn’t really plan on leaving I ordered the necessities: food, wine, and wood”

I smiled “Then why come all the way out here?” I asked “We could have done this at my place”

“I don’t re a four-poster bed”

I looked at the bed over his shoulder “True I don’t” I took a bite of cheese and cracker and greedily gulped the wine he offered “Do you think there’s more use for it?”

Vaughn picked up a strawberry “At least a hundred hed