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Rhiannon even further. She let herself drop again, preparing for an even more strenuous effort.
Although Simon was also extremely excited, there was little new in the physical sensations for him. His thinking processes were somewhat blurred but were by no means extinguished. He had, after all, considerable experience keeping his wits about him while making love. Rhiannon's innocent abandon was making this more difficult than usual by the moment, but the more difficult it became to think and the more violent his desire, the more determined Simon became that this was the woman he wanted as a life companion. Through the pulsing pleasure that racked him with every movement Rhiannon made, one conviction held firm. Somehow he had to convince Rhiannon to marry him.
Equally urgent was the satisfaction of his desire. Yet, if he satisfied himself by coupling with Rhiannon, he would be confirming a liaison on her termsand he was not at all sure what those terms were. He could not take the chance that he would truly be playing bull to her heifer, that she would feel free to go after another bull any time she wished. There was, however, an easy solution to this problem. Simon pulled Rhiannon even closer, both hands on her buttocks now, and assisted her rising and falling motion, twisting her a shade to one side so that he could thrust a thigh between her legs.
At this application of pressure where she most desired it, Rhiannon made a low sound that was a cross between a moan and a purr of pleasure. She clung tighter, twisting and shifting and, with each movement of her body, rubbing against Simon's swollen shaft. Normally he would have distracted himself from that sensation as best he could to ensure the satisfaction of his partner, but he was not sure he could content Rhiannon in this strange way, and he was not even sure he wanted her content. Thus., he let his body have

 
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