This was what he needed, he deserved nothing but he was gifted with this beauty that not only gave him what he craved, but met his desires with a deep hunger that could not be explained.  She moved over him and he was left gasping as his tongue stroked her heavy breasts, her large nipples he fingered and worked the tip into his mouth suckling as if she were feeding him.  He felt her toes curl and was given renewed lift as she bounced up and down upon him.  He went faster as he thrust into her, his fingers digging into her behind and he pulled her down further upon him.<br/><br/>He felt her release and groaned as she wrapped herself around him tighter.  His cowgirl was definitely going to have her hands full when they got back to the mainland.  He would have no other save her and she could meet his needs like this, it was all he could do not to release right then.  Then she spoke and he felt the desire of her words that she belonged to him.  He wanted it to be true….to be final.  He wondered…..then let the thought fade he was willing to be her mate, her lover but he was far from worthy of being her husband.  When she jerked he felt the spot of pleasure that she seemed to enjoy and he concentrated and his tip shifted just a bit with bumps similar to a French tickler, he was intent on stroking that spot of hers a bit more.  He wanted to feel  more of her sweet juices coating him.  “Yesss baby….more!”<br/>