"Oh, God, yes!" Rachel moaned as he finally slid into her, digging her nails into his back at the sweet pressure of it. She could feel him pressing against her, the friction on top of her body as enjoyable as the one inside as she started to move with him. Her hips shifted to take him deeper, to give them both as much as they could take for as long as they could take it.

She was very glad she'd kept up with the yoga while she was on the island. She had the feeling she might need it.