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All in all it was a good evening, much more laid back and relaxed than the night before at the club and Latham was content to stroll hand in hand with Helaine to their bungalow around midnight. She proceeded to line the pillows up in the middle of the bed as she promised to do and he courteously stepped outside while she changed into a nightie and crawled under the covers. He shed his clothes in the dark bungalow, halfway hoping she might be peeking and put on a pair of sweatpants. Ordinarily he’d have slept in the nude but he didn’t think Helaine was ready for that. By the time he got on his half of the bed she was snoring lightly.
Praying to his gods not to have a flashback nightmare while in bed with Helaine, he closed his eyes, more relaxed than he could remember being at any time since getting out of the military after the final disastrous mission.
* * *
Helaine woke at dawn to find herself enveloped in a warm embrace, Latham’s morning arousal pressed against her back. His hand cupped her breast through the thin fabric of her nightie. At some point during the night one of them had evidently kicked the pillows out of the way as they came together in the center of the big bed. The situation didn’t bother her at all. Quite the contrary, she found herself rubbing her thighs together a bit to ease the ache in her core. Making her decision, she rolled over carefully until his hard cock nestled in the vee of her thighs
She kissed his lips softly. “Don’t be upset,” she said, “But I think we made a mutual decision here while we were asleep.”
He opened one eye, not reacting with surprise at finding himself in a compromising position with her. “Oh yeah?” He moved one hand to massage the curve of her butt and not incidentally press her body closer to his. “What might that be?”
“We’re adults who find each other attractive and the row of pillows thing, while a good idea at the time, can go back into a romance novel where it belongs.” She lifted one of her legs over his, tracing a pattern on his thigh with her toe.
Now the head of his cock was right at her threshold. Her creaming, aching entrance to mutual bliss.
Latham took her lips in a passionate kiss, tongue demanding entry to her mouth, which she allowed. Morning breath was the last thing on either of their minds, clearly. His hand reclaimed its possession of her breast, teasing the nipple with his thumb while he explored her mouth and his arousal rubbed against her.
He gathered her to him and lined himself up at the entrance, raising his head to stare directly into her eyes. “You’re sure you want this?”
Helaine was mesmerized by the hunger in his eyes but remained in control enough to say, “Absolutely. I’m surprised we’ve waited this long. I had a checkup right before I flew out here to meet you by the way, no issues. And I’ve had the contraceptive inject.”
“All good.” He slid inside slowly, taking his time. “I had my annual physical right before this trip and I’m clean. You feel so good, so tight on me.”
She bit his ear lobe. “I want you hard and deep right now.”
“Whatever the lady wants.” With one thrust of his hips he entered her completely, bottoming out.
Latham was long and thick and filled her more than anyone else ever had. She shimmied her hips a bit to adjust and then he was moving again, going in and out in a demanding rhythm stoking her arousal until it was an inferno. She clung to him as the waves of an orgasm took her, clenching all around him, inside and out. When she lay back, experiencing tiny ripples of pleasure spreading outward from her core, she realized he was still hard.
“You’re beautiful when you come,” he said, beginning to move inside her again.
“I—I can’t do it twice in a row,” she gasped as he worked. “Just get yourself to the finish line.”
“Now where’s the fun in that?” Latham reached between them to the place where they were joined as one and played with her clit, rubbing the sensitive hidden bundle of nerves with his fingers in tiny circles. “We do this together, babe.”
The world narrowed for Helaine until the only thing she was conscious of was Latham and the way his cock and his fingers were driving her up to the edge again. He kissed her until she couldn’t breathe but knew she was flying and then his rhythm changed and the bed was rocking as he drove to his release, arching his back and murmuring her name as he came.
She lost all control, her body milking his arousal for every drop of the hot seed, and she screamed as she climaxed again, not words, not even his name, just a long note of primal ecstasy.
They collapsed together, arms and legs entwined, his softening cock slipping from her body.
“You’re amazing,” Latham said, stroking one hand along her side.
“You’re tickling me,” she said with a giggle.
He stopped the gentle motion and took her in his arms for a hug. “Best way to start a day, hands down. I could wake up to you every day for the rest of my life and never get enough.”
Helaine wasn’t ready for making a declaration, although she’d admit to herself she was falling fast for this hunk of a forest ranger and the sex was off the charts. “No complaints from me either,” she said. “I think the pillows have made their last stand.”
He rolled onto his back, moving her so her head rested on his shoulder. “I slept better last night than any time in the years since my last mission. No nightmares. You’re a good influence on me. And the two of us together? Amazing.”
“I do my best,” she said with a smile. “I was loud though, at the end, wasn’t I? I’m not usually a screamer but you made me lose control.”
“I approve,” he said with satisfaction. “Hey, all those corporate types are probably in a meeting by now and didn’t hear a thing. None of their damn business anyway.”
“Should we start our day?” she asked.
“Already did that.” His voice was full of amusement.
