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never experienced something this intimate and this dirty all at the same time before. Who was she kidding? She had never done anything remotely kinky before. He lowered his chest to her and relaxed most of his weight onto her. His chest we dripping sweat from his exertion and his slowly deflating cock remained wedged in her now dripping cum filled pussy. She wrapped her arms and legs around him attempting to close the millimeter between them. Their breathing slowed together and neither spoke for a long time.  Finally, his dick began to slip from her. She clenched down in an attempt to keep it from leaving. She was actually afraid she might never feel it inside her again.
    She whispered, “Not yet I’m not ready.” He lifted his head and gave her a small smile. He shifted on to his side and turned her so they were spooning. He wrapped his arms around her and she snuggled back into his chest. She could feel his now soft and wet cock pressing against her ass but she didn’t mind. His lips traced a line behind her ear and down her neck. 
    “Doc, baby that was, that was … unbelievable. I’m a little bit worried I was hit on the head trying to rescue you and I am going to wake up and you’ll be an amazing concussion delusion” She reached her hand back between their wet and sticky bodies and pinched his way too hard to be real abs.
    “O uch!” more dramatically than with any of the stitches she had given him.
    “Not a dream ,” she smiled.  They lay there for longer than she expected just breathing and holding each other. He grabbed a blanket and pulled it over them. It was too hot for a blanket but it made it feel cozier and less like lying naked in a cave. He could hear her breath began to slow. He wondered if she had fallen asleep. He debated sleeping himself, but since he was naked and in a hostile jungle, he thought better of it. With skill he didn’t know he possessed, Sam slowly slid his arms from around her without waking her. It took a few false starts and soothing her back to sleep but he did it. When he was finally on his feet, he reached for his pants. It was then that he remembered the “superficial wound” on his leg. It was amazing how until now, the sexual adrenaline had made his wound numb but now, suddenly, it was throbbing. That may have something to do with the change in blood flow to his lower extremities but it didn’t matter he had work to do and this wouldn’t stop him.
    He cleaned up the cave from the medical supplies , blood and her cloth thrown about. He quickly dressed including his boots and without a sound slipped out the hole into the daylight. It was FUCKING HOT out here already and it was barely daylight. He was shocked how much the cave provided a barrier to the heat. It was deep in the base of a mountain and was a good 20 degrees cooler than in the direct sunlight. For this, he was incredibly grateful. Making love to Emma was challenging enough in the cave without sweating in 90-degree temperatures. Making love? He was in so much trouble he didn’t even bother to deny it to himself this time. He had never believed in love at first sight, sure lots of lust but love. Never. But Emma, when she looked at him, it was if she saw something in him he didn’t even know was there and he could see into her in a way he had never known before. This was crazy, and potentially career suicide, but he didn’t care at this point. Get her out, get the mission done, go back and find her. That was the new plan. Excellent plan he thought as he pulled out the sat phone. He punched the talk button and lifted the receiver to his ear. 
    “About fucking time man!” Izz spat out. “What the fuck? It’s been 6 hours. I was starting to worry that I would have to go looking for your dumb ass.”
    “We’re fine , just lost track of time,” Sam replied. Shit 6 hours? He hadn’t even noticed, or cared really. Maybe that’s why it was so hot out here.
    “Lost track of time … Is that a joke? Are