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Limerick City,
Ireland
The best feeling in the world had to be lying
in a lover's arms, exhausted after a night of
lovemaking, totally and absolutely sated. Elaine
snuggled closer to Ethan, weaving her legs with
his and grinning at how his leg hairs tickled
her.
The warm, masculine scent of his damp body permeated
her senses. He smelled delicious. So much so,
she'd practically gobbled him up over the last
several hours. Perhaps she would again, she thought,
trailing her fingertips across the ridges of his
broad chest, circling his nipples.
His strong hand grasped hers and brought it to
lips framed with dark stubble, kissing the backs
of her fingers. "Please, love. I can barely
move."
Elaine glanced down the solid length of him
to the twitch beneath the sheet just covering
his hips. "Could have fooled me."
Ethan leaned over, propped up on an elbow and
looked down at her. "Isn't it enough you
kept me up all night," winking at the double
meaning, "but you want to make me late for
work, as well?"
"You weren't complaining an hour ago."
He bent to kiss her. His lips echoed the passion
they'd shared through the night. When he leaned
away, his deep voice was soft, his blue-eyed gaze
intense. "And I never will, Lany. I love
you and will always be here for you."
Tears threatened. "Will you?"
Nodding, he said, "Aye. Always."
"And you truly want this baby?" she
asked, rubbing her belly. When he nodded, his
grin answering more than his voice could, she
added, "Oh, Ethan! You make me so happy."
She slid her arms around his shoulders and he
came to her instantly, burying his face in the
curve of her neck, kissing her there.
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