The last of the tremors faded and Cooper settled back into himself as if returning from an out-of-body experience.<em>There they are</em>, he mused, legs idly stirring, then arms. And there Sarah was, every inch of her pressed and twined against him. He gave a contented chuckle, kissed her shoulder, then frowned. Wait a minute ... he outweighed her by fifty pounds at least. He must be pressing the poor girl flat! And doing anything to those fabulous curves would be a damn crime.<br/><br/>But she wasn't letting go, and he was in no hurry to pull away either. So he slipped a hand behind her shoulder and carefully rolled them over, putting himself on his back and Sarah atop him, his yet hard member still buried inside her. That was better. He stroked her hair and closed his eyes.<br/><br/><em>Holy crap. I just had sex for hire. And it was great, and she's satisfied.<br/><br/>Maybe this'll work out after all...</em>