Chapter 87

• That was the pivotal moment. Daniel Ford reached his climax with a low grunt, his release filling Kathryn Chandelle, his heart pounding rapidly and his mind spinning from the sheer intensity of his release. He collapsed into Kathryn, his breaths uneven and ragged as he wrestled to regain control of his senses. He didn't want to move, didn't want to do anything other than hold her, to keep her nestled in the safe cocoon of his arms.
• After a few minutes, she began to squirm, subtly shimmying her hips until he reluctantly released her, his semi-erect arousal slipping free from her core. Kathryn glanced down, her lips twitching into a small smile when she caught sight of his pants pooled around his ankles.
• "Maybe we should get dressed," she suggested in a soft voice, bending down and gathering their scattered clothing from the floor. She handed him his shirt. "Do you want to tell me why you stopped by?"