Fen lay beside him, radiating joy and gazing at him, then scooting closer to give him a sweet, soft, long kiss. They would hunt him down if they had to. This, right now, deep inside Leizu with his seed seeping into her womb, was beautiful, perfect bliss. She was clutch, driven to win, a natural predator, and right now she was on a breakaway, the championship-winning goal in her sights, with just one man to beat. It was so meaningful to each of them, so important. Now that same tight, toned, exceptionally feminine body was nude above him, just as amazing as he had imagined it. The possibility of being fired didn’t matter at all to them. “I feel it,” she breathed. His hands were on her hips trying to slow her thrusts, but she grabbed them and pinned them on the mattress, leaning forward over him as she slammed her hips down onto him, her ragged gasps hot in his mouth as she reached a much more intense second orgasm of her own, which finally tipped
