Bone Deep by Bonnie Dee

long stroke. She gasped. What did it matter whether wholesome people did this or not? She couldn’t believe God would damn her for indulging in something that felt so good.
    He delved inside her as far as he could reach , then teased and nibbled her sensitive bud until she squirmed . Her desire spiraled up and up until it burst in a cloud of exultation . Lights exploded against the dark screen of her closed eyelids when she came.
    Tom moved up to lie beside her as she slowly descended back to earth. He rubbed small circles on her stomach until she subsided with a final shudder and sigh . Sarah opened her eyes and his amazing face was the first thing she saw . “That was wonderful. Thank you.”
    He smiled.
    “Do you want me to do that for you? I haven’t before, but I’m sure I can figure it out.”
    “No. Turn on your side.”
    He moved in behind her. H is body curved around hers and his muscular arms pulling her tight against him. His breath tickled her shoulder and his erection rested , warm and heavy, in the groove between her buttocks. He kissed her shoulder as he began to move against her.
    She loved the feeling of his cock sliding over her rear while she was held snug and secure against him. It was a very comfortable way to make love. She relaxed and let him do everything.
    He fondled her breasts and kissed her shoulder and the back of her neck. Her anus clenched at the feeling of him sliding across it. His breathing grew shallower and he reached down to guide himself into her sex. She was so slick he slipped inside with ease, gr oan ing as her warmth enveloped him.
    She thrust back against him to take him deeply inside . A sense of completeness filled her, not just from the physical act but from an inexplicable sense of connection with this strange, silent man. He understood her pain and loss like no one else could , and she had no doubt he could glimpse her very thoughts and emotions with his psychic ability. It was a little frightening to be such an open book to another person, but it also took away the loneliness she’d been wearing like a dark cloak around her.
    His hips push ed against her rear as he drove into her . Quiet groans and gasps escaped him as he built up speed. Their bodies slapped together faster and faster until at last Tom pulled out and spilled his seed over her lower back. He held her tight enough to bruise her ribs as he pumped against her , and he bit down on her shoulder as he came.
    Afterward, he held her fast . H is panting breaths sounded almost like sobs as he pressed his face into the back of her neck.
    “Sarah,” he whispered, and her heart clenched at the haunted sound. He rubbed her shoulder where he’d bitten it . “I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?”
    “No. It’s fine. Really. That was so… ” Powerful didn’t seem a strong enough word. Animal. Primal. Elemental. None of them cover ed the strength of their intimacy . “That was good.”
    He kissed where he ’ d bitten. “Sorry,” repeated .
    Sarah pulled away from him to take a handkerchief from the nightstand drawer. Feeling a little guilty about using the embroidered handkerchief her grandm other had given her , she offered it to Tom to wipe them both clean. But perhaps Grandma would understand for she’d lived and loved a man o thers had thought questionable. The woman had known passion in her life. The thought made Sarah smile.
    S he cuddle d up against Tom and rest ed her head on his chest. His heart still beat fast , but as she held him , it slowly diminished. She felt comfortable and so content in his warm embrace and was almost asleep when he spoke.
    “You asked me about my dream , the one where I saw you. The reason I recognized you was this moment . I dreamed about it .”
    S he was immediately wide-awake. She believed him , and his powers awed and even frightened her a little. W hat might he see about her life , past or present, and her private thoughts? He was so foreign in more ways than his physical