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what?”
    “More—” She
jerked her head, evidently at a loss for words. After a few more thrusts, she
found her voice again. “Fuck, Ander,” she continued, yanking the sheet off the
bed in her desperation. “More.”
    “Tell me what
you want.” His eyes were locked on her wild, desperate face.
    “Want you,” she
choked, her hair in her eyes and her mouth. “Want to come. Ander, please.”
    It felt like
his heart was going to explode. He knew his cock would very, very soon. And he
roared in relief when he finally felt her muscles clench violently around him.
    She cried out
as she came again, and Ander kept pushing into her spasming body.
    Finally able to
let himself go, he felt the familiar pressure draw up as he made his final
thrusts. Coiling. Tightening. Centering.
    Unexpectedly,
Lori breathed, “I love you.”
    And it was so
much more than he could handle.
    Ander made a
loud sound of either relief or surrender as the rush of pleasure overtook him.
    He couldn’t
remember the last time he’d come so hard, and it took pretty much everything he
had. His elbows buckled, no longer able to support his weight.
    Lori huffed as
his whole weight suddenly descended on her folded body.
    “God,” he said,
trying to find the strength to pull himself up. “Sorry, baby.” He managed to
extract himself and untangle her limbs, helping her to straighten her weak legs
back to the bed.
    When she was
lying flat again, he slumped beside her, closed his eyes, and tried to catch
his breath.
    After a minute,
he opened his eyes again and turned his head. Saw Lori gazing at him in the dim
light. Her voice was scratchy as she asked, “Do you feel better now?”
     “Yes,” he
murmured, summoning enough energy to gently stroke her damp cheek. Noticed
there were streaks from tears on her face and hoped they’d been from pleasure
and not from pain. “You all right?”
    “Yeah. Sore.
But that was amazing.” She smiled at him in obvious exhaustion. “What a
stallion.”
    Ander’s throat
and chest and arms and legs were all burning from his exertion, but he couldn’t
help but return her dry smile. “I think I’ve had enough ego-stroking for
tonight.”
    “Just making
sure. I missed you a lot.”
    “I missed you
too.”
    His head was
turned toward her so he saw when she raised her hand and smiled as she looked
at the engagement ring on her left hand. He noticed her doing that
occasionally, as if reminding herself that she was really engaged to him.
    The thought
made him too emotional. Too weak. One more thing he couldn’t quite handle
tonight.
    He rolled out
of bed and limped toward the bathroom, feeling rather sore and exhausted
himself.
    There, he
turned on the light and stood in front of the sink, trying to find the energy
to splash water on his face.
    For the first
few months after Lori had become a client, he’d had to do this after every time
they had sex. Escape into the bathroom. Pull himself together. Remember who she
was, who he was, and how he could never be with her for real.
    He stood in
front of the sink for a long time, braced by his hands on the granite,
breathing heavily, his head ducked and eyes closed.
    Lori loved him
and had been looking forward to his return, but she wouldn’t want him to return
to her damaged.
    He was startled
by a voice beside him. “Ander, please tell me what’s wrong.”
    He opened his
eyes and saw in the mirror as Lori moved to wrap her arms around him from
behind. “Nothing. I’m fine. It’s just been a long trip.”
    “The dig went
all right? Everyone recognized how brilliant and remarkable you are?” Her voice
was light, but he knew the question was serious.
    “Yes. It went
well. No problems there.”
    “And you didn’t
work too hard? You got enough sleep and ate okay?”
    “Yes. If I’d
been tempted not to, then your daily calls to remind me would have gotten me
back on track.”
    He could hear
her chuckle behind him as her arms squeezed him affectionately. “And