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soul.
    “Sweet
Perri . . .” Barrington called out with his release, joining her in the land of
forget-me-not.
     
    ***
     
    Perri
awakened from a lovely dream in which Barrington made sweet love to her.
Opening her eyes, she smiled at the sight of him sleeping so peacefully. He was
one beautiful man even in his sleep. She almost felt guilty, knowing she was
about to disrupt his beauty sleep, but the aching need in her wet core gave her
no choice. She called his name but he didn't answer. He was resting better than
she thought. She kissed him softly on the lips; he stirred but didn't wake. She
traced the outline of his lips with her tongue; his eyes remained closed but he
licked his lips, smoothly drawing her tongue inside his warm mouth. All her
senses assailed her and she initiated a soul-stirring kiss so powerful they
were both caught up, completely unaware of exactly when he entered her deep.
    However,
it wasn't long before Barrington realized the mistake of what he'd done.
“Damn,” he quickly tried to pull out of Perri, which she wasn’t having, as she
tightened her inner muscles, her pelvis engulfing and accommodating even more
of him. “Perri, don't move,” he ordered while he had to concentrate on being
still, because she was feeling so deliciously tight around his cock that all he
wanted to do was slowly pull out and drive back inside her fast and hard,
burying himself to the hilt in her warm, wet, tight channel. Instead of giving
in to his carnal fleshly desire, with much regret, he announced, “I gotta
withdraw, baby.”
    “Why?”
He couldn't really be serious, not when he felt so delicious. “And haven't we
been down this road before?” She wiggled beneath him to prove it.
    “Baby
. . .” he winced from the pure excitement of being so deep in her, yet knew he
better not take it too far; but also aware that he'd strayed too close to the
water's edge already. It took all the strength he had plus the strength of ten
thousand more men not to move within her, as he tried to explain to her again,
“I didn't take the necessary precaution to protect you, baby.”
    “Protect
me?” She was thoroughly lost, “From what?”
    “I'm
not wearing a condom, Perri,” Barrington blurted through clenched teeth.
    When
acute awareness dawned on her, “Oh,” was all she said, feeling disappointed
because she didn't want to release him despite the consequences of his
revelation.
    “Yeah,”
Barrington agreed as if reading Perri’s mind, “me too.” He honestly meant to
pull out, even tried again to do just that, but for the second time within the
space of a minute, Perri made the fatal mistake of wiggling her hips. “Damn it,
Perri . . . stop . . . or I won't be able to—”
    “Just
love me, Barrington,” she begged, in too deep now to care that they both failed
to protect each other. As if her hips had a will to do what they wanted most,
Perri began to move beneath Barrington. Weakly, he protested; she barely
registered his words as she led them both deeper into a territory they had no
business trying to explore without the shield of a condom. But she couldn't
make herself care enough to stop moving and let him withdraw as he'd been
trying to do.
    Too
weak to resist and too tired to try fighting a natural need to delve deeper
inside her, Barrington joined her, his hips mimicking the same movement of the
pattern Perri set. He actually chuckled. “I think I created an insatiable lover
girl.”
    She
giggled and asked, “Any complaints, my boy toy?”
    “Boy
toy?” he repeated. “Perri . . . girl . . . shut up and let me love you.”
    She
laughed. “What's the matter, baby? Does 'boy toy' make you feel dirty?”
    Instead
of answering audibly, Barrington answered with the powerful thrusts of his hips
joined with hers, as each one became faster, he went deeper inside her, taking
up the lead until her body completely dissolved in his arms.
    “Barry
. . .”
    “Perri
. . .”
    They
called out at the same