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despite the almost violent force of his movements, he never thrust too deep or let her be pressed too hard against the edge of the desk. Ellie trusted him completely, and she gave herself without reservation into his care. When her body exploded with an orgasm of epic proportion, she screamed his name.
    “That's it, come for me.” He held her jerking hips tightly against his groin. “God, I can't wait, you're milking my cock so hard...”
    Jackson bucked wildly and despite the condom, the pulses of his warm cum so deep in her body wrenched another shattering climax from her overly sensitized nerve endings.
    Time had no meaning as their frenzied passion dissipated to sated exhaustion. Was it a moment or an hour that he laid against her back, covering her with his size and strength, whispering words of love and dreams of the future? All of her doubts simply floated away, replaced by unimaginable excitement for the life that awaited them. Jackson was right. They were destined to be together. When two people were able to come together so completely, so passionately, there was no reason to question it. They could work out any problems that threatened to get in their way.
    “I know the market is down right now, but your house is in a great location and should sell relatively easily.” Jackson's matter-of-fact comment was in utter conflict with the gentleness of his motions as he eased out of Ellie's body and turned her around to face him. She tried to focus as he continued to talk.
    “We're not going to need all of our combined furniture, but I don't think November is a great month for a yard sale. Maybe we'll get a storage unit so we can take our time deciding how to meld our two households.”
    He dropped a kiss on the end of her nose before padding across the office to disappear into a connecting bathroom. When he emerged, he had a cloth in his hand and a very male, very satisfied grin on his face. He came back to her with determined purpose.
    “Earth to Eleanor,” he chuckled, positioning himself in a chair right in front of her. He patted his bare thigh in invitation for her to join him.
    “I'm sorry? I'm selling my house?” She blinked rapidly, realizing she was still perched on the edge of his desk with her lady parts fully exposed. When had they gone from cries of passion to the real estate market? What happened to little afterglow? She slid down into his lap and laid her head against his shoulder, sighing contentedly as he used the warm cloth with expertise to clean and soothe her.
    “Well, my house is bigger, of course, and we'll need the extra bedrooms for the kids.”
    “Kids? Whose kids?” she sputtered in a most unladylike manner. “I'm sorry, but I may not have been paying as close attention to what you've been talking about as I should have.” She fixed him with a pleading stare.
    “See? That's why it is so important that we get married as soon as possible. You need me to take care of little details like this.”
    “Married?” Her euphoria was officially replaced with confusion. “I didn't hear a proposal. A girl doesn't miss a thing like that.”
    “She does if she is screaming in wild, sexual abandon.” He grinned down at her and cupped her cheek. “I definitely heard ‘Yes, Jackson, I'll marry you’ as you came apart in my arms.”
    “Then it must be so,” she sighed and closed her eyes, barely aware that the purr of contentment was her own.
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    About the Author
    Tessie Bradford lives in Michigan with her husband of twenty-three years, two rescued pit bulls, a geriatric cat and a freakishly personality filled Parrot fish named Fred. When her youngest went off to college, she knew the time was right to pursue her passion for writing with the same fervor her characters pursue their passion for each other.
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