I had thought he was squeezing me tight already, but now those paws cinched around my waist like iron, and he got his hindquarters closer. His back en... was hammering away at an unbelievable rate while his brain worked out the necessary angles to get as much dick in me as possible. I shifted myself a little to help him out, and he shoved up a little farther. He wasn’t making long strokes, just really fast ones, deep up in me. God, I’d been waiting for it so long. There was no way I. Thinking of home caused Bran to think of his family farm, of the wife and three small children, he left behind when the British conscripted him to fight on this foreign shore. He had no idea why they were fighting other than they were sent to attack the French. He was angry at the British for pulling him and his countrymen forcibly from their homes and families to fight and die in someone else's bloody war. Above all he just wanted to get them all home.Not all of the men were Irish conscripts,. He stood, watching her incredibly sexy body pass by, then began running his finger along her sensitive skin as she turned. He tickled her stomach when it came around again, and held his hand in position, letting her strapped down body pass under his fingertips.After several turns around, he realized that he could have more access to her body if the barrel was turning the other way. Instead of leading with her head, if she was leading with her ... um, feet...He reached up and shut off the motor.. What are you, twenty-two, twenty-three?’ ‘Twenty-five,’ she corrected him. They reached her car, and in the shadows cast by the overhead lights, Georgia raised her head to look up at him. ‘Don’t you like me just a little, Luke?’ She gave him a pout, teasing with her voice and her eyes. Normally Luke would have taken a step back, made an excuse to return to the campus, but tonight, he couldn’t stop staring at her full lips. ‘Oh, I like you plenty, Georgia,’ he said, the words husky in his.