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spasmed and writhed while pinned and impaled by his as he proceeded to take what he wanted from her. His own body was thrown headlong into ecstasy by the heady effects of hers as she squeezed him dry.
    He was exhausted, his bones completely melted by her heat, but he nevertheless remembered that one was never enough for her, so he kept her in place, although he was already naturally withdrawing from her, kept his fingers in position, wondering if he could still read her well enough to bring her off more than once. She was a tricky one for that. It wasn’t always easy, sometimes she was so sensitive that she literally couldn’t, but other times, if he was patient and concentrated on her reactions, he was greatly rewarded by getting to watch her in the throes of ecstasy three, four, sometimes even nine or ten times before he decided that she’d had enough.
    This time he could see that by the fourth she was done, and he let her collapse on top of his chest.
    Ellie desperately wanted to spring up from the bed and run into the bathroom, locking the door and staying there – like the coward she was – until he left. But she knew that her legs wouldn’t support her – hell, she wasn’t at all sure she was even capable of dismounting him at this point. Her legs felt like just so much jello. She wasn’t at all sure what kind of condition her ankle was in, either, not that it had complained at all.
    Cal helped her by lifting her off him to lay her gently on her back. His gaze swept downwards and he actually gasped, sounding truly concerned. “Damn, I forgot about your ankle. How is it?”
    “It’s just twisted. It’ll be fine.”
    He maneuvered himself around until his head was down by her injured part. “Yeah, it’s swollen, but there’s not a lot of bruising. I don’t think it’s broken.”
    “Thank you, Dr. Jennings,” she said wryly.
    “Are you keeping it up? Putting ice on it? Taking Tylenol or whatever?”
    Ellie looked up at him pointedly as he stared down at her. “I was until someone came into my apartment and rudely accosted me.” She swung her legs over the edge of the bed. “As a matter of fact, I’m due for ibuprofen, and I should get some ice to put on it, too.”
    He hopped off the bed, gorgeously naked, and lifted her legs back onto it with great care. “You stay right where you are. I’ll get all of that.”
    “But—” He was already gone.
    When he returned a few minutes later with provisions, she was gone.
    “Where the fuck did she get to now?” he wondered aloud.
    “I’m in the bathroom,” Ellie informed him, although why, she wasn’t exactly sure.
    “Why didn’t you wait for me?”
    “If you’ll recall, my bladder waits for no man.”
    He did remember. He used to tease her all the time when they took car trips that she was going to make them have to stop every twenty minutes. It hadn’t been quite that bad, but for a man who could make a twenty-two hour trip and only stop twice, anything more than that was extravagant.
    After a few minutes, she clearly heard him say, “I’m coming in to help you back to bed.”
    Why, oh why hadn’t she remembered to lock that door?
    She knew exactly why – she lived alone. She rarely remembered to even close the door except when she was in company. Locking it had never entered her sex-addled mind.
    “No, you stay—” He was already in the room. “—out there,” she finished lamely, rolling her eyes. “Still not listening to me, I see.”
    “Still too stubborn to accept help, I see.”
    Ellie glared up at him.
    “Well, it is kind of stupid. I’m here. You’re having to limp or walk, why not use me as nature intended – for sex and where strength is needed?” He was quoting from one of her favorite diatribes about how men were only good for two things. “You’ve already had the sex.”
    “And heartily wish I hadn’t,” she finished for him.
    He looked appalled at her words, but she didn’t back down from them one bit.
    She