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His pace quickened, and with her own muscles weakened, Chip struggled to keep up the pace. She managed well enough, and she felt another shudder of ecstasy as he have her a final thrust. The growl only furthered her delight, and she grinned from ear-to-ear yet again. While the last two had been so-so, this one had been what she was seeking. With any luck, it wouldn't be their last encounter, although she had no plans of making anything serious out of it. If she'd known he thought it a business transaction, she would have agreed that they should keep things that way.

The nameless lover turned around for the third and final act of this ancient ritual in which they would be bound together until their bodies decided it fit to release one another. While awkward, to some degree, Chip had never found it unpleasant. In a way, it was a reminder that what they'd done was not terribly kosher... and that was half the fun.