Kirk had wondered if it would feel wrong somehow to make love to Gina, considering how close he was—or used to be—to her family. It didn’t. Not one bit. Being inside her firm, compact body, feeling her muscles clench around him, watching her cheeks flush with heat, listening to her quick breaths…every single sensory detail gave him deep pleasure.
When his leg got tired, he rolled onto his back, swinging her on top of him. Gina made the move look as graceful as a gymnastics trick. She was so physical, so fully in her body. With her strong thighs gripping his hips, her body riding his, she was a fantasy come to life.
When his climax came in a long, rolling thunderclap of release, it felt…different. Deeper, more piercing, not your regular any-old orgasm. Because this strong, lithe body flex
