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“
That
’
s
right
,
baby
,
”
he
breathes
.
And
I
come
,
my
orgasm
ripping
through
me
,
a
turbulent
,
passionate
apogee
that
devours
me
whole
.
And
suddenly
Christian
crushes
me
to
him
…
his
arms
wrapped
around
my
back
as
he
finds
his
release
.
“
Ana
,
baby
!
”
he
cries
,
and
it
’
s
a
wild
invocation
,
stirring
and
touching
the
depths
of
my
soul
.
•
•
•
WE
LIE
STARING
AT
each
other
,
gray
eyes
into
blue
,
face
-
to
-
face
,
in
the
super
king
bed
,
both
hugging
our
pillows
on
our
fronts
.
Naked
.
Not
touching
.
Just
looking
and
admiring
,
covered
by
the
sheet
.
“
Do
you
want
to
sleep
?
”
Christian
asks
,
his
voice
soft
and
full
of
concern
.
“
No
.
I
’
m
not
tired
.
”
I
feel
strangely
energized
.
It
’
s
been
so
good
to
talk
—
I
don
’
t
want
to
stop
.
“
What
do
you
want
to
do
?
”
he
asks
.
“
Talk
.
”
