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| whispered. "It's time I show my lady just how much I love her." |

| Sasha trembled with the promise of what was to come. She walked with Ashton beneath the moonlight until they reached the small confines of their cabin, in which was only a bunk attached to the wall, a basin of water on a stand secured to the floor, and a porcelain chamber pot. Though quaint and hardly roomy enough to undress in, Sasha and Ashton managed quite well to shed their clothes in record time. |

| The cabin was lit only by a soft ray of moonlight filtering through the small, round porthole at the top of the outside wall, when Ashton gazed at Sasha for a moment, feasting his eyes on her exquisite creamy skin, the soft pink crests of her breasts, and her passion-moist lips. He surrounded her with his hard, strong arms and pressed her against him, her mouth responding hot and sweet as he kissed her. |

| Sasha felt Ashton's hunger in the hard, seeking pressure of his lips, matching her own. She clung to his sinewed shoulders as he lifted her up into his arms and placed her on the bunk, then came to her, anchoring her fiercely to him as he entered her. She clung and rocked with him, her whole body quivering as the slow thrusting of his body promised more, assuring fulfillment. |

| And then he leaned away from her, only to allow himself room to worship her with his lips and hands. Her ragged breathing slowed as he made his way down her body. His lips moved over the glossy texture of her breasts, lapping at the taut nipples, and down over her ribs until he was sending ripples of pleasure through her as his tongue made a wet |

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