Roarke was taking her, was commanding her, and it was the perfection she knew it would be, to feel him inside her, driving into her body, thrusting so deep and then slower, teasing her as she was strung out on the edge. But his growled word made her obey and she whimpered, nearly weeping for the force of the release that welled within her. At the words of approval, of release she screamed, obeying instantly, eagerly, writhing like mad as his cock drove into her tight core, her body arching and convulsing, her climax gushing out around him until she slumped foward into the bed, panting weakly. "Ro...arke...."