You feel so good," she whispered . . . and then Brian couldn't hold back any longer. He plunged inside her, deep into that maddening clutch, that heat. Samadina moaned, her hands locked onto his shoulders, her breath against his face, her voice in his ear, urging him on.
"Oh, baby," he gasped as she put her lips against his ear, whispering his name over and over, like an echo.
Phone rings primm primm primm
Insp Samadina: Hello.
Insp Michael: Are you aware we have a meeting at 1pm today. Gen Stan will be around, and he said you'll lead us through before he addresses us. And you're not yet here. I hope you're not sleeping.
Insp Samadina: (smiles) not at all sir, I'll be there shortly. (She stretches her body).
Insp Michael: Hmmmm, hope it's not what I'm thinking...
Insp Samadina: Not at all, funny you. That reminds me, please help me meet Insp Andall, tell him to give you the documents I told him to get for me... It will make our meeting easy and fast.