Sam released into Irene’s quaking body.  The way she clung to him and repeated his name as they came together touched him.  Sam felt closer to her in those moments than he’d felt with anyone in his memory.  He kissed her neck as their bodies continued to randomly shake and spasm as they calmed.  Between gasps for air Sam kissed her mouth.  Eventually he raised his upper body on his elbows and looked down into her face.  He kissed her tenderly and caressed her cheek with his fingertips.  When he noticed that her eyes looked they’d  teared up, he grabbed some of the bed sheets which were quite disheveled around and under her and dabbed her eyes dry.<br/><br/>“Irene?  Are you okay?  Was I too rough with you?”<br/><br/><br/>He kissed her softly as he shifted off of her to her right side.  Not usually known as a sensitive man, he felt pangs of anxiety that he might have been so self-focused while they fucked that he might have hurt her.  Sam distracted himself from those thoughts as he idly played with the closer of her nipples with his forefinger as he rested his head on his elbow and he watched her.  She was quite beautiful he thought and he grinned about her number three.  He had the rest of the night with her and a bankroll to cover it.<br/>