Chapter 21

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He covered her with kisses. Anna reacted to every impulse of his passion. When he pushed her to the ground and entered her, she lost her mind. All the surrounding sounds dissolved, and the only thing she could hear was the frantic pounding of his heart.

They were in such ecstasy that they became a single organism—moaning, writhing, wet with sweat. He changed the amplitude of movements sharply, craving time to try everything before the climax. He was in a hurry, and often Anna dug her nails into his back, making him moan with pleasure. He covered her mouth with his hand so that the screams would not wake either Bernardo or the German family in the tents nearby. But she couldn't help herself and screamed so loudly that all his attempts were in vain. Their sweet connection lasted a long time, and they both reached the peak of pleasure together.

"I love you!" Anna muttered at this very moment.

Randall collapsed beside her. His breathing was short, and his voice was hoarse. The perspiration covered his entire body, but even in the moonlight, his eyes were shining with satisfaction.

"I've been waiting for this," he muttered.

"Have you!" the girl grimaced. "You can't tell. It's hard to know if you even like me or not."

"Nonsense. Come over here." He pressed himself closer and pointed to her naked body. "How can you not like that?"

"I hope we didn't wake Bernardo and those Germans."

"Now his famous tea would come in very handy." Randall snapped.

"I agree!" Anna smiled and kissed him a few more times. "I'll go fill the kettle with water if the fire's still burning."

"Okay. Let's get dressed. Where are all the clothes?"

They both laughed.

"You took it off us on the way. If it doesn't have legs, we'll find it on the way back to the fire."

"Go." Randall made a snide face. "Let's start naked and work our way up."

And they went out of the tent. The stars winked at them as if indicating where to look for things torn off at the beginning of something very serious.

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