Chapter 4Rita awoke when Carlos began to stir. Outside, through the room’s single high window, she could see the first faint blush of dawn tinting the sky above the ridge east of the village. Aching in places and muscles little used before, she still felt wonderful, energized and eager to begin the day. She lay snuggled against Carlos’ back, savoring the heat of his body and the bulwark of strength he represented. In all her acquaintances she had before never met a man she could truly admire. He was the first.
He rolled toward her and drew her against him. She felt his c**k stir, reaching between her thighs with an instinctive sense of where it sought to be. Twining her arms around his neck, she raised her face for his kiss. His mouth came against hers, warm and coaxing, tongue tip tickli
