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Alison rested her hand over Harker’s heart. Last night had been wonderful. After their encounter at the door all she’d wanted was to fall asleep in his arms, but he’d had other plans.
He’d carried her to bed and had slowly removed the rest of her clothes. He’d taken his time, kissing every inch of her skin until she was panting and ready to toss him on his back and jump him, but this time he’d gone slow. Freaking unbelievably slow. She’d never been with a man who’d been able to withstand coming for more than a few minutes once he was inside her...but Harker had f****d her forever. He’d slid inside her and had pushed her to the edge over and over again. She’d come, screaming and panting and he’d slow down, switching positions and starting all over again. She’d lost track of ever
