Ross had drifted off to sleep with a muscled arm thrown across Kara’s waist. She wondered if she slide away from him without waking him up. She eased forward, but his arm tightened around her and pulled her back against him.
Near panic swept over her. She couldn’t breathe! She had to move away from him. This time she didn’t try to ease away. She, and Ross turned over to his other side and freed her.
She pulled the covers around her shoulders and made love. “I like the way you against me,”, so of course she'd left it off.
’d been married a few hours and had already learned a lot about her character. Unhappi, most of it bad. She guessed she must have a lot of her father in her. After all, what decent woman would behave the way she had with a virtual stranger? Hadn’t she only been going out with Ross for a few weeks?
Her breath came faster now. Maybe Ross thought she was a slut. She didn’t like word, never had, but it sure did describe her behavior. It made her cringe to think of the things she had begged him to do. whispered words of endearment to her and treated her so gent and tender . Didn’t it bother him his wife had moaned and bucked against him like he bull in the barnyard?expected to find physical satisfaction in her marriage, but not the wild, dark, burning waves
which had swept over her exhausted, sweaty, and shaken. Yes, undoubted her behavior
a legacy from her unknown, deviant father, for even though she didn’t love Ross she knew one
thing; the thought of a repeat performance totally took her breath away.
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