“Good morning.” I snuggled back against him, brushing against his stiff erection. He rumbled and pulled me against. “Good morning.” He nuzzled the back of my neck. He reached around and caressed one of my breasts, stoking the smoldering coals within. When he reached down between my legs, I leaned into his touch—until the soreness stung. “I’m afraid I need a little time to recover,” I announced with regret. “Ah, right.” He pulled his hand away and propped himself up on one elbow. “Are you okay?” His expression turned concern. He lifted his other hand, moving it over my hip as if attempting to
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