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| She traced the line of his jaw with her finger. "I have loved you for so long," she whispered. "For so very, very long." |

| "If I had only known," Ashton said, stilling his thrusts to momentarily just look at her flawless features, so vibrant and glowing in her love. |

| "Oh, Ashton, you had to know," Sasha said, smoothing her hand over his cheek, reveling in the mere touch of his flesh against hers. "It was in my eyes. It was in my every breath spoken to you." |

| "Aay, I saw and I heard, yet I could not be sure," he said softly. "There were so many things crowding your heart at that time." |

| "But never again," Sasha whispered, draping her arms around his neck, bringing him down to her so that she could hug him tightly. "Never again." She kissed his cheek. "Make love to me, Ashton. All night long, make love to me." |

| "How easy it is to obey my woman's wishes," he said, chuckling. He resumed his rhythmic strokes within her, the pleasure building within him, as though he were being swept along by the touch of the wild winds of Australia. |

| Their bodies tangled. Their passions crested. Their bodies exploded in spasms of desire, the silent explosion of their needs accompanied by their sighs and groans. |

| Then a great calm filled them both. |

| Her abdomen now uncomfortably large, and feeling clumsy, Bianca trailed along behind Stanford as he rode on a home, his shoulders stooped, his wounded arm hanging heavy at his side. She had not been offered a home, and she would not have |

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