Chapter 55

Before the spasms had fully subsided he had yanked off his pants and boxer briefs, rolled on a condom and was back on the bed between Sara's very exquisite thighs. Placing his hands beneath the cheeks of her ass he lifted her so he could position his cock right at her opening.

"God, Sarah," he breathed taking in her very wet, now rosy pink pussy. If he hadn't wanted his dick inside her so badly he'd have gone down on her again. What a dilemma to have—a woman whose body appealed to him on so many levels and in so many places.

She was still shuddering slightly, her breathing uneven as he drove into her with one solid thrust.

"Beau!" She practically screamed his name. "Ohmigod! Beau!"

"Yeah, sugar. Let me hear you, Jesus, that feels so fucking good."