One Sweet Night

One Sweet Night By Marilyn Lee

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One Sweet Night By Marilyn Lee

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Chapter One

“Are you sleeping any better?” Jule Grey shook her head in response to her best friend‟s question. “No.” “What‟s going on?” Tia Bally asked. “Still nursing a little thing for Karl?” “Of course not!” Aware that she‟d raised her voice, Jule continued speaking in her normal tone. “This has nothing to do with Karl.” Tia arched a brow and looked unconvinced. “Hmmm.” “I‟m not staying awake at night thinking about him. I‟m falling asleep all right…” Tia tilted her head. “But what?” She sighed. With anyone else, Jule would have been too embarrassed to make her next admission. “I keep waking up in the middle of the night so aroused I‟m beginning to feel like a gigantic, hungry vagina.” Tia squeezed her hand. “I know the divorce was rough on you, but it‟s time for you to think about moving on. Are you ready to hear me out?” “That depends. Are you going to suggest a blind date? That‟s how I met Karl and look how well that ended.” “Come on, Jule. I‟m not trying to set you up for a lifetime commitment.”

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“Then what?” She shrugged. “Get with the program. Who says you have to be in a committed relationship to get a little physical satisfaction? And from what you‟re telling me, that‟s exactly what you need. You‟re a very attractive woman. It‟s time you remembered that and started acting like it again. Denying your obvious need for sexual release is only making you miserable.” Jule ran a hand over her dark hair. “Okay. I admit it. You‟re right.” Tia grinned. “Now you‟re talking.” “What do you have in mind?” “What you need is a man.” Jule arched a brow. “Tell me something I don‟t already know, Einstein.” Tia laughed. “Keep your blouse buttoned, girl, because I have the solution to your problem.” “Yeah? Are you hiding a man in that oversized shoulder bag you‟re carrying?” “Actually, I am.” “Really?” Tia laughed. “He‟s not actually in my bag, but I know just the man to help you take off some of the edge until you meet someone you‟re interested in dating and getting serious with. Until then you need a man wielding a wicked cock he knows how to use.”

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A flutter of desire tightened the muscles of Jule‟s belly. After the breakup of her ten-year marriage a year earlier, she‟d been feeling old and sexually unattractive. Just the thought of sex left her aching with unfulfilled desire. Although Tia insisted she and Jule were in their sexual prime at forty, all three of the men who had asked Jule out during the previous five months had been on the wrong side of fifty. “Are you planning to rent out that handsome hubby of yours?” She teased. Tia‟s dark eyes flashed. “Not in a million and one years.” Jule feigned disappointment. “Damn. I didn‟t think so. So how do you have such intimate knowledge of a man other than hubby Martin?” Tia frowned. “Well, I don‟t have actual firsthand knowledge of this man‟s sexual prowess, but if looks are any indicator, he won‟t disappoint.” Jule pushed her laptop to the side of her desk. How could she keep her mind on tax preparation when she was so hungry for sexual intimacy that Tia‟s talk of wicked cocks aroused her to the point she was hard pressed not to squirm in her chair? “But I‟m delighted you‟re finally ready to admit that you need a night with a sexually insatiable stud. I happen to know one who‟d love to spend a night sexing you up.”

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Jule moistened her lips. Enjoying a night of satisfying sex again would be sheer bliss. “What‟s the catch? He‟s closer to sixty than fifty?” “Oh, ye of little faith. When have I ever let you down?” “You haven‟t,” she admitted. “Then what‟s your problem?” “It‟s just that such men aren‟t falling out of trees.” “I do happen to know a few hot sixty-year-old studs, but they‟re not available.” “For which I‟m thankful.” Tia laughed and rose. “Leave everything to me.” At the office door she turned to smile at Jule. “Finish your last accounts, go home, take a nice bubble bath, put on something sexy and scandalous and wait for my present to arrive.” “Promise me a visit from that handsome young stud of a brother of yours and you‟ve reeled me in.” Although Tia was only two years younger than Jule, she had a twenty-six year old, hard-bodied brother who was so hot he regularly had to fend off the advances of women of all ages. Jule had last seen Ti five weeks earlier when he‟d briefly stopped at Tia‟s house to drop off a birthday present for Tia‟s husband. He‟d been on his way to the airport so had only stayed a few minutes.

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Jule watched a pleased smile spread across Tia‟s face. “I never knew you had a thing for young hunks.” Jule blushed. “I don‟t usually go for younger men, but that brother of yours could melt an iceberg and turn the resulting water into a hot spring.” Tia arched a brow. “Wow. You are horny. Ti is a cutie, but he's taken.” “Of course he is. Who‟s the lucky woman?” “Someone he met on his last business trip.” “Just my luck.” She waved a hand in dismissal. “Not to worry. The man I have in mind is a friend of his with a fantasy only you can fulfill.” Jule tilted her head. “I‟m intrigued. What‟s his fantasy?” Tia grinned. “Wouldn‟t you like to know?” “Yes I would. Does he have a thing for older women?” “Just be ready tonight at eight and you'll see.” “Look, I know you love surprising people, Tia, but I really need to know something about this man before I agree to put myself at his mercy.” “We‟re talking one night, Jule, not a lifetime commitment.” She shrugged. “I know, but I still want to know something about him. I‟m not exactly in the market to become bimbo or cougar of the week or the night.”

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“Can that talk of cougars. Until you meet someone you‟d like to get into a serious relationship with, you need to take care of yourself. That includes taking care of all your needs, including your physical ones.” She sighed. Although she was reluctant to admit it, she missed the wonderful sexual relationship she and Karl had shared for the first six years of their marriage. One sweet night of sex might be just what the doctor ordered. “Tell me something about this guy.” Tia grinned. “Now you‟re talking.” “Just give me a hint about my hunk for the night. What‟s he like?” Tia shook her head. “I want him to be a surprise, but trust me. You will not be disappointed.” “Just tell me a little something about him.” “Okay. He‟ll be able to fulfill one of your long-held fantasies.” Jule sat forward, her heart racing. “You‟ve already told me that. Now tell me which one.” “He‟s tall. I can‟t speak to how well hung he may or may not be, but he‟s a handsome, young devil. He‟s fully committed to making tonight a very sweet night for you.” Tia glanced at her watch. “I need to go and make the final arrangements for you and then I‟ll see if I can get Martin to come home early for some afternoon loving. Be ready girl.”

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“Oh, I‟ll be ready.” Tia waved and left her office. Jule sat back in her chair. After twelve years of marriage and three kids, Tia and Martin were still in love and in lust with each other. Jule couldn‟t imagine Martin ever leaving Tia as Karl had left her. She sighed, trying not to think of how the dissolution of her marriage had hurt. Get a grip, Jule. You can‟t continue to allow the fear of facing endless years alone depress you. You need to concentrate on the present, which includes tonight. Dismissing thoughts of Karl, she completed her last account before heading home. After a light snack, she undressed, ran a bath, and slipped into the warm scented water. Closing her eyes, she placed her hands on her breasts and imagined another pair of hands there—male hands…big, warm and caressing. She longed to feel eager fingers trailing a delicious path down her breasts, over her belly to the triangular patch between her thighs. Jule resisted the urge to pleasure herself. Within hours, instead of her own fingers or one of her many sex toys, she hoped to experience the bliss of a hard, slick cock filling her aching passage. The thought sent a shiver of longing through her as she climbed out of the bath. With a towel wrapped around her damp body, she returned to the bedroom to decide what to wear. She discarded several options before she stroked a hand

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over a new cream colored dress with red lace along a plunging bodice that showcased her breasts. Tia had talked her into buying it. Jule removed the towel and held the dress against her naked body. It looked good against her cinnamon colored skin. A frown marred her face. Her sole goal for the night was getting laid, not laying a foundation for a possible relationship. She might as well dress accordingly. Although the dress whispered fuck-me, she decided to wear something that would shout the invitation. Placing the dress back on its hanger, she moved to the rear of the walk-in closet to retrieve another sexy item Tia had talked her into buying. A smile curved her lips as she held the sexy red teddy against her body. With her long, shoulderlength dark brown hair in a tangle and dark mauve lipstick she‟d look like a woman ready to enjoy a night of hot, meaningless sex with a stranger—which was just what she was about to do. Jule laid the teddy on the bed and applied her favorite, fragrant body lotion before slipping on the teddy. Standing in front of the mirror, she studied her reflection. Her hips and butt were shapely, but not overly padded. With a lowsugar diet and regular exercise, she had managed to keep her stomach from bulging too much.

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Her legs were long and she'd often been called pretty. The teddy showcased her large breasts while leaving her pussy bare. “Not bad for an older broad,” she told her reflection. She pulled on a sheer black negligee over the teddy, slipped her feet into a pair of three-inch spike heels and went to sit in her living room to await Tia's surprise. Struggling to overcome last minute jitters, she lifted the stereo remote. Hopefully, the soft soothing jazz filling the room would get her in the wanton mood she‟d need to be in to surrender herself to a stranger during her first onenight stand in years. Her stomach muscles churned. She was nervous, but so looking forward to falling asleep sexually satisfied for the first times in years. Her doorbell rang promptly at eight. She sucked in a deep breath before she rose and walked slowly down the hall to the front door, her heart hammering. “Yes?” “Delivery.”

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Chapter Two

“Delivery?” Delivery? Frowning, she peeked through the spy hole. A tall male with a baseball cap pulled over his head stood outside her condo door. Where the hell was her hunk for the night? The bell rang again. “Delivery,” the deep voice repeated. Something had obviously gone wrong. Had the hunk in question changed his mind about spending the night with her? Had Tia then decided to send takeout as a sort of consolation? She was in no mood to be consoled by anything less than a climax induced by a hard shaft. “I didn't order anything.” She knew she sounded ungracious and irritable, but she didn't care. She‟d worked herself up to have sex with a stranger and Tia sent her take-out? “Are you sure? This is a delivery for Ms. Jule Grey from a Mrs. Tia Bally, ma'am. Are you Ms. Grey?” Jule compressed her lips. Tia's ass was going to be hers after this stunt. Her disappointment turned to anger. She unlocked and unbolted the door, intending

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to pull it open, snatch the bag from the delivery boy's hand, and slam the door in his face. It wasn't cool to be so rude or not to tip but she was pissed off big time. Before she could carry out her plan, the doorknob was pulled from her hand. The delivery boy quickly slipped inside, closing the door behind him. He had some nerve she thought as she tried to yank the revealing negligee down to cover her pubic hair. But it was as sheer as the teddy it covered. Her pussy and breasts were on full and shameless display, just as she'd intended. How was she supposed to know Tia would pick a time like this to play what she viewed as a cruel joke? They stood staring at each other in silence. “Jule Grey?” Nodding curtly, she lifted her chin. He pushed the ball cap he wore to the back of his head. Giving him a long look, she noted he appeared to be in his late twenties. He was tall and buffed with short dark hair and green eyes. He had a Michael Douglas dimple in his chin. The short-sleeved shirt he wore revealed a pair of nicely developed biceps. A diamond stud adorned his right ear. She could easily imagine him wearing leather and riding a motorcycle with some lucky slender blonde curved against his back. The words bad boy seared onto his forehead wouldn‟t have looked out of place.

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Her gaze shifted to his groin. The tight biker shorts he wore did very little to hide the sizable bulge between his long, tanned legs. Forcing her gaze away from his crotch, she looked at his mouth. Her cheeks burned and a rush of moisture filled her. Thoughts of sucking his full, bottom lip made her wet. Get a grip, Jule. “How much do I owe you?” He lifted the plastic bag in his right hand. “For this?” “Yes.” She sniffed the air, trying to get a whiff of the meal Tia had ordered. “What is it exactly? Will I need to heat it up?” He shook his head. “No.” A slight smile curled the corners of his lips. “Believe me, it‟s already warm.” She sniffed again. “So how much do I owe you or did Tia pay?” It was the least she could do. He shook his head. “She said you‟d take care of payment.” Oh was Tia going to get it. “Fine. Tell me how much I owe you and I‟ll get my purse.” He lifted the bag again. “For this?” “Yes. For that.” “Nothing.” “Nothing?” He turned the plastic bag upside down. Nothing fell out.

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“It‟s empty,” she accused. He shrugged. “You don‟t owe anything for this empty bag.” “Then why are you still here?” “I didn‟t say there was no charge at all. There‟s one for making the trip here.” “You‟re going to charge me for delivering an empty bag?” He grinned, revealing a pair of even white teeth. “Shocking, isn‟t it?” Outrageous was more like it, but she just wanted this fiasco to end. “Fine. What‟s the charge?” His smile vanished. He answered in a warm, deep voice. “A few hours in your arms.” In college, she and Tia had wondered what it would be like to have an affair with a lover of another race. “A few hours in my…you‟re Tia‟s surprise?” He nodded. “Yes.” She caught her breath, seized by a moment‟s panic as she stood staring at the handsome, aroused stranger. He was big and sexy, but sleeping with him was a step she was a little afraid to take. Did she want this young hunk who looked as if he didn‟t have an ounce of fat anywhere on his body to see her less than flat stomach?

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Once they were naked, he would quickly realize her forty-year-old body couldn‟t possibly compete with the supermodel type women he must be used to bedding. “I know I agreed to see you tonight, but—” “But?” “But it was a mistake.” “Why?” She blinked, surprised by the question. “Why?” “Yes. Why?” “Isn‟t it obvious why?” He allowed his dark green gaze to move slowly over her before he met her eyes. “Not to me.” “Well,…I…” “Do you find me physically unattractive?” “Do I…Of course not, but—” “As you can see, I came prepared to spend a few hours with you.” He leaned against the closed door, making no effort to conceal his state of arousal. “Why would I leave before getting what I came for?” Her gaze slid down his body to his groin. Was it her imagination or was he even harder? She clenched her hands into fists to keep from reaching out to caress the thick length lying against his thigh. Don‟t lose your head, Jule.

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She lifted her eyes to meet his gaze. “Because I asked you to. Isn‟t that reason enough for you to leave?” “Not tonight it isn‟t.” “What?” He shrugged. “Tia said you‟ve never done anything like this.” “I haven‟t, but what has that got to do with anything?” “She said you‟d probably have second thoughts and I‟d have to convince you that our spending a few hours together would be a good thing for us both. I promise you wouldn‟t be disappointed.” Jule moistened her lips. Tia had been a little too honest with him. Nevertheless his confidence in his sexual prowess was exhilarating. “This is awkward for me.” “I‟m sure it is, but you won‟t regret tonight tomorrow.” “Thanks for the guarantee, but—” “It is a guarantee.” “Damn. You‟re very sure of yourself. Aren‟t you?” “I‟ve never had any complaints.” He tilted his head. “Are you afraid of me?” If she had any sense, she would be. But she knew Tia would not have sent him if she hadn‟t checked him out with Ti. He wasn‟t likely to be a psycho. “No.” “Then I can‟t see any reason why I should allow you to change your mind.”

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She blinked. “Excuse me? Did you say allow me?” He inclined his head. “I‟m delighted to see there‟s nothing wrong with your hearing.” “Why?” “Because you‟ll be able to hear and appreciate the sound of my cock sliding in and out of your pussy.” Her stomach muscles clenched and her heart beat quickened at the picture his words evoked in her mind. “I…I thought you were…” She moistened her lips. “I didn‟t know you weren‟t going to be…” He narrowed his gaze. “You‟re mistaken if you think I‟m prepared to allow you to use my skin color as an excuse to send me away. Or are you going to tell me you‟re prejudiced?” “Of course not!” “Neither am I.” He grinned at her. “Next objection?” “There‟s no need to make me sound like…I just thought…I expected you to be black.” “Why?” “Tia said you were Ti‟s friend—” He arched a brow. “And you thought all of Ti‟s friends would be black?” She blinked. “Of course not, but—”

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“Yes?” “Don‟t you have any doubts about this?” “No.” “None?” “None. Now enough with the questions.” He stared at her exposed pussy for so long her cheeks burned. When he lifted his gaze to hers, she saw clear desire in his eyes. “Tia said we could fulfill each other‟s fantasies.” For all she knew, he might want to chain her to the bed and spank her ass raw—before engaging in anal sex. The possibility excited rather than frightened her. “And…what exactly is your fantasy?” “To spend the night with you.” “Me in particular?” “Yes.” He stared into her eyes. “Just thinking about how close I am to spending the night lying between your lovely, dark thighs is making me rock hard. I want to fuck you so hard and deep, you‟ll be walking bowl-legged for days afterwards.” His words, spoken in a soft husky voice, washed over her like an aphrodisiac, making her blood pound through her veins and her vaginal muscles convulse. Her need for that carnal closeness ate at her, making rational thought impossible.

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She allowed her gaze to slide down and linger on his groin. “You‟re staring.” She spoke in a husky whisper. “I know.” “Would you like to see my cock?” “Yes.” He reached down to slip a hand into his shorts. When he removed his hand, his shaft sprang up and out of his shorts. He was just over average length, but the girth of his erect shaft made her catch her breath. Smiling, he eased the shorts down further, exposing a pair of big, hairy balls. Any remaining doubt of how she‟d spend the night vanished. She had to feel that deliciously thick monster slowly stretching and pushing inside her. “Have I changed your mind? Or do you still want me to leave?” “You can leave when hell freezes over.” Instead of pissing her off, his sexy, confident smile left her wondering why she hadn‟t had a one-nighter with a bad boy sooner. She locked and bolted her door. Then overwhelmed by desire, she leaned against the wall near the door and parted her legs, further exposing herself to him. Watching him slowly move away from the door to stand in front of her, heightened her desire. He stared at her pussy for several moments before he met her gaze. “Damn. You‟re so sexy.”

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Pleased that this handsome stud found her attractive, she smiled and slowly rubbed her fingers over her pussy. “And very wet. Are you going to waste the night staring or do you have other plans?” “Oh honey, do I have other plans for the night and for you.” She pressed a finger against her clit. “How long do you plan to stay overdressed?” He arched a brow. “Would you like me to undress?” She was normally shy, but there was something about this handsome bad boy that encouraged her to be as bad and unreserved as she‟d never dared be before. “I wanted to see you buck naked the moment you walked in.” Despite her resolve to abandon her usual reticence, her cheeks burned. He tilted his head. “Are you shy?” She shrugged, not quite meeting his gaze. “I‟ve never had a one-night stand with a stranger.” But damn if she wasn‟t going to go with the flow. He grinned. “I like the idea of being a first in that way, but if I have my way, I won‟t be a stranger for long.” “I‟m not sure what that remark means.” “Aren‟t you?” “No, but I‟m really not interested in talking.” He arched a brow. “What are you interested in?”

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She ground her hips against the wall. “Seeing you gloriously aroused and naked.”

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Chapter Three

“Give me a second.” Keeping his gaze locked with hers, he undressed quickly. He stood in front of her with a raised eyebrow and a What-do-you-think look in his eyes. Nicely tanned, he was beautifully muscled. His chest was big without being massive and covered with a smattering of dark hair. Perfect abs led to a flat stomach. Jutting from between his long legs were the jewels of his body—his genitals. His thick cock with the big, dark pink head was fully erect. Hanging just below his cock was a pair of big balls, whose contents she was eager to help him expend. He fondled his thick length. “Will I do?” She shrugged. “I‟m not sure.” She spread her legs further in a wanton display of sexual hunger. “Help me make up my mind. Let me feel it.” His thick shaft bobbed in front of him as he closed the distance between them. He paused—a maddening cock length from her. “Help yourself.” Jule looked down and struggled not to wrap her fingers around him and greedily thrust him into her body. Lord, he was going to feel great slowly

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stretching her. Although eager to have him penetrate her, she enjoyed the sexual play between them and the anticipation building in her. She tore her gaze away from his cock to look at his big hands. They would feel great caressing her. “Touch me,” she urged. “I‟d thought you‟d never ask.” Maintaining the distance between her slit and his shaft, he stroked her trembling thighs. The touch of his fingers sent a shiver through her. She bit her lip and slowly inched her hips forward. Staring down into her eyes, he smiled and slipped his fingers between her legs. “Oh.” She wiggled her hips and tightened her vaginal muscles around his probing fingers. “Oh baby. You're wet and ready.” He removed his fingers from her and licked them. “I like the way you taste.” Frustrated with his slow pace, she stroked her hands over the sides of his thighs. “If you ever actually get around to it, you might like how I feel wrapped around your thick cock.” “Like thick dicks, do you?” “Do you know a straight woman who doesn‟t?” In response, he slipped a finger inside her.

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Nice. So nice. A smile curved his lips. “I suppose you know that thick cocks and tight pussies are a recipe for paradise?” Although young, he certainly knew how to keep a woman aroused, she thought, closing her legs on his hand. “What I know is that I‟m growing more impatient by the minute. What are you going to do about that?” He leaned closer until she could finally feel his shaft against her body. Her stomach muscles tightened at the contact. Eager to feel him inside her, she slipped her hands over his buns. “Hmmm. Nice ass.” Her reward was the feel of him rubbing the head of his cock along her slit. “I have an even nicer cock. Are you ready to discover that for yourself?” “Oh…hell, yes.” His warm lips rushed along her neck before he nibbled at her ear. “I love the way you smell and feel. She closed her eyes. “I‟ve thought about this and making love to you all afternoon. I can almost taste my need for you,” he whispered. “Believe me, I know the feeling.” His tongue teased the side of her neck. “Do we have to use a condom?”

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The question left her longing to feel his hard length sliding in and out of her. “I wish we could fuck without one,” she whispered in a small, shameless voice. “Then why don‟t we? I‟ve always used one with everyone else. Just the thought of coming inside you is making me harder and hornier.” She was horny, not crazy. “I‟d like that too, but we can‟t.” “Are you sure?” “I‟m positive.” He licked her neck again, sending tingles of pleasure all through her. “Are you protected? If you aren‟t, I can pull out before I come. I promise I won‟t come inside you until you‟re ready for that.” For Jule, the lure of having sex without a condom was to have her lover come inside her. Since that was out of the question, so was having unprotected sex. Once she began another committed relationship, she‟d be able to look forward to the pleasure of condomless sex with her lover. But there was no way she was about to behave irresponsibly during a one night stand. “Having you inside me raw is very tempting, but we have to use a condom.” In an apparent attempt to change her mind, he rubbed the head of his shaft against her clit. A shock of pleasure shook her. “Oh.” “You‟re sure?”

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She met his gaze. “Surely you can enjoy sex without being…irresponsible.” “I always do.” “Then why not accept my choice?” “I will. Okay.” He kissed her neck before he moved away from her long enough to get a condom out of his shirt pocket. A wicked smile lit his dark green eyes. “Would you like to put it on?” Her stomached muscles clenched. She nodded. He handed her the foil package. “Be gentle with me, honey,” he teased. A knot of heat rushed up her neck to her face. Her hands shook as she took the condom and reached for his cock. The small, pleased sound he made as she slowly closed her fingers around him pleased her. He felt heavy and warm to the touch. Nice. Oh it was so nice to touch a cock again. “Oh…” “Damn your hand feels so good on me.” She rolled the rubber over his length before she looked up into his eyes. Meeting his intense gaze, she had an insane hope that what was about to happen between them wouldn‟t just be about sex. Get a grip, Jule. This is going to be one sweet night, not the beginning of anything special. Don‟t get crazy. This is about sex. Period. She cupped her hands over him. “I want this inside me. Right now. Please.”

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He caressed her cheeks and spoke in a warm, soft voice she found strangely sexy and comforting. “I‟ll do my best to please you.” “Love me.” “Oh, honey, I‟m going to.” “So make love to me already,” she invited. “Here in the hall?” She nodded. “Right here. Right now.” “Standing up?” “Yes.” “Have you ever made love standing in the hall?” “No.” He brushed the back of his hand against her cheek. “Then I‟ll do my best to make this special for you.” Placing his hands on either side of her body, he bent his knees and leaned close to her. The sexy smell of his cologne filled her nostrils. She reached down and closed her fingers around him. Holding his balls in her other hand, she rubbed the hard helmeted head along the length of her slit. Delicious shivers raced down her spine. She sucked in a breath and pressed him against her entrance. Moving her hands around his body to cup his ass, she gazed up at him. “Do it. Now. Put it in.” He shook his head. “Not yet. I want you to want it.”

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“What? I‟m standing here practically naked in front of you and you‟re wondering if I want it? A blind man could see how much I want it—with you.” A totally masculine smile spread across his face. “Prove it. Put it in.” “Oh, no. This is supposed to be about my fantasy. I want to be taken. Take me.” “I love a woman who knows what she wants and isn‟t afraid to ask for it.” “I want you to stop talking and start pumping. Or are you intending to make me beg?” “I wouldn‟t mind your begging, but that‟s not what I had in mind—at least not for our first time.” Keeping his gaze locked with hers, he eased his powerful hips forward. His thick length slipped between her outer lips. “Oh!” She licked her lips and looked down. The contrast of the thick, pale length imbedded in her dark, wet pussy lips was highly erotic. She looked up at him, her tongue pressed against her top lip. He paused for several moments, allowing her to savor the sweet delight of having the big head of his penis lodged just inside her. “Ready for more?” “Oh yes.” “So am I.” He pushed slowly into her only to pause after a moment. “Oh.” He stroked her cheek. “Is that a good oh?”

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With a fresh rush of moisture filling her, she nodded. “Oh yes.” “Good. I want to make you very happy tonight.” “Then don‟t stop.” Rotating his hips, he pushed forward, feeding another few inches of thick, delicious cock into her. She closed her eyes on a wave of sweet sensation and arched her body into his. “Oooh. Yes.” Breathing deeply, he continued to inch forward until she was pinned to the wall, impaled on his thick, hard shaft. He shuddered, drew his hips back slightly and then surged forward again. She felt his pubic hair against hers. “Hmmm.” He lifted her chin. “Open your eyes.” She obeyed to find him staring down into her eyes. “Feels good?” “Yes.” Jule stroked her hands over his ass and tightened herself around his slick hard length. Karl had been longer, but not nearly as thick. Her eyes fluttered shut. A woman could easily get used to feeling herself stretched around a hard, thick cock like his. He stood still for several moments, his groin pressed tight against hers. “Oh God. I knew you‟d be sweet.” He cupped her face between his palms. “Open your eyes and look at me.”

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Keeping her eyes closed would enhance her enjoyment of the wonderful sensation of having her pussy stretched with his hard width, but she found it impossible to ignore the soft command. She reluctantly opened her eyes. He caressed her cheek. “Talk to me. I want to know what you‟re feeling. Do you like having me inside you?” Had she died and gone to heaven? Karl had been the strong silent type during love-making. He‟d always fallen asleep within minutes of coming. She‟d often lie awake after sex wanting to talk or have him hold her. “I feel great and I love having you inside me.” A grin spread over her face. “That is if you plan to do something besides just holding it still.” “You want more, honey?” She nodded. “Talk to me. Tell me what you want.” Her fingers dug in his ass cheeks. “I want you moving inside me.” He pulled his cock out before thrusting slowly back into her. “I‟ll give you whatever you want, my lovely.” “I want you,” She said in protest as he eased his cock out of her. “You have me.” “No. I mean I want you to take me.” “Whatever you want.” He bent his head.

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Her eyelids fluttered down. His warm, demanding lips closed over hers. Between hot, warm kisses and eager nibbling at her mouth, he whispered to her…She was sexy, beautiful, and irresistible. The soft, sweet words helped create a level of well being she hadn‟t felt since the early years of her marriage. She caressed his ass. “Please. Please.” Warm, insistent lips caressed and teased hers. In response, she moaned and arched her body into his, rubbing her breasts against his chest. His arms encircling her, he deepened the kiss. When she opened her mouth, he pressed a series of hot, demanding kisses against her lips. With shudders of desire shaking her body, she clutched his ass. Still raining open-mouth kisses on her lips, he drew his hips back before quickly pushing back into her. She eagerly ground her hips against his. Swirling his tongue around hers, he began a tortuously sweet in and out motion inside her. He felt exquisite. She dragged her lips from his. “Oh. Oh yes. More. Please. More. Give me more…harder…faster.”

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“You want it harder and faster?” “Oh…God…yes…yes!” After a few more leisurely forays into her pussy, he sucked her tongue into his mouth again and slammed his hips against hers. A shock of absolute delight surged through her. She dug her nails into his ass, shoved her hips forward and matched him thrust for thrust with a wanton hunger she made no effort to conceal. He tore his lips from hers and pressed his mouth against her neck. Crushing her breasts against his chest, he murmured to her softly as he moved his cock in and out of her. She lost herself in the joy of being fucked so deliciously after what felt like an age of abstinence. Where had this handsome, skillful lover been the last few months? How many times would he take her before he rolled away and fell asleep? Their first time was hard, fast and pussy pleasing luscious. They clutched at each other like two alley cats in heat. Within minutes, they were both shaking and gasping for breath. Her orgasm thundered through her. When she felt him punching his cock deep into her with a rough but sweet desperation she knew he was coming. Although still savoring the last remnants of her own pleasure, she held him close. There was nothing like knowing a skillful lover was erupting inside her.

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After their orgasms, she experienced a level of satisfaction that gave her pause because it wasn‟t entirely physical. Feeling anything but lust with and for him was unacceptable. She was too old to have one night stands in her foyer or to lose her head over good sex. Good hell. It had been great sex. Her legs buckled at the intensity of her first cock-induced climax in nearly two years. To her surprise, his knees buckled too. Arms wrapped around each other and with their genitals still joined, they eased onto their knees and finally onto their sides. After several moments, he rolled over so he lay on top of her. Jule linked her arms and legs around him, feeling wanton and loving the feeling of freedom that accompanied it. He brushed his mouth against her parted lips. “Damn. You are so sweet.” Trailing her nails up his back and shoulders to stroke her fingers through his hair, she smiled. “And you are so delicious.” Raising his upper body so that most of his weight rested on his extended arms, he grinned down at her. “Delicious? Really?” She dragged the tip of her tongue over her lips. “You are utterly delicious and you feel so good too.” “You‟re getting me aroused again.” A pleased grin curved her lips. “Then my plan is working.”

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He laughed and lowered his chest onto hers. Parting her lips, she closed her eyes. “So sweet,” he whispered and peppered her lips with warm, tongue-laced kisses. They shared several long, hot kisses before he groaned and eased off her. “Don‟t,” she protested. Her frown turned into a smile as she watched him slipping a fresh condom over his cock. Noting her smile, he grinned. “Ready for round two?” Oh the joys of a young, virile lover, she thought, parting her legs. “I‟m so ready for round two.” “Great minds think alike,” he told her. Stretching his big body on top of hers, he settled between her thighs. What was the emotion she saw in his eyes? Passion? Or was it lust? Despite what he felt, she wanted him back inside her. She caressed his shoulders. “Oh lord, that was good.” “Yes, it was, but I‟m already over it.”

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Damn he knew how to bust a woman‟s bubble. “What?” “Don‟t look at me like that. I only meant I need you again.” The tension melted away. “Yeah? Well, you‟re on top and in charge, so take me again.” “Are you ready for me now?” “Hell yes.” His fingers stroked along her clit before slipping into her pussy to test her readiness. A man who talked to her before, during, and after sex and who was also considerate of her feelings and pleasure? He was definitely too good to be true. Why hadn‟t some lucky woman snatched him up by now? He slowly rubbed his groin against hers. A shiver of need danced down her spine. “I should make love to you, but I want you so badly I‟m afraid this is going to be another fuck.” “I don‟t recall complaining…” “Good, but I‟ll make it up to you later.”

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She smiled. “I have news for you, handsome. I like being made love to, but I also like being fucked—hard and fast. There‟s something sublime about having a thick, rock-hard cock rutting into my drenched pussy.” He rested his weight on his outstretched arms. “Oh, yeah?” “Oh, yeah.” Bending his head, he sucked at her breasts. “Yeah? Fond of cock?” “Oh hell yes—especially when it‟s hard and thick—like your luscious jewel.” He lifted his head from her breasts to gaze down at her. “The moment I saw you, I knew we‟d be perfect together.” Perfect together? “Yeah?” She trailed the tips of her nails down his back. “So what are you planning to do about it?” “This.” Resting his legs between her thighs, he pushed his cock back into her with one powerful thrust. “Oh.” “Is this hard enough for you, my lovely?” “Yes. Oh yes. I want to feel your weight. Lie on me.” Complying, he caressed her lips with his. “Then get ready to have your world rocked again.”

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He pushed into her with such force she suspected she‟d develop carpet burns on her butt. But with ripples of pleasure radiating from her pussy to encompass her whole body she didn‟t care. She thrust her hips off the carpet, eager to welcome his plundering shaft back into her body. His hot lips bit and nibbled her breasts while he propelled his thick, hot length as deep into her wet slit as he could get it. “Oh…god,” she moaned, tearing her mouth away from his. Tightening his fingers on her ass, he fucked her as if he‟d been celibate for years. His powerful movements sent endless shocks of delight through her. When he lifted his head to kiss her again, she moaned against his lips and burst into tiny electrified pieces that caught fire and quickly spread through her body. Her pussy gushed, her heartbeat raced and she felt as if he were claiming and branding every fiber of her soul and heart as his personal property. Lost under a wave of sensual delight, Jule couldn‟t recall the last time she had been fucked with such a single-minded purpose. When had sex felt this all consuming? Was the sex between them more pleasing than it had been with any other man because she‟d tossed all her inhibitions aside because she knew they‟d never see each other again?

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He dragged his mouth from hers. Trailing his lips down her throat to her breasts, he lapped at each nipple before sucking the right one between his warm, insistent lips. She shuddered and came. Keeping his rhythm, he slapped the sides of her legs while he rode her so deep, long and hard, she moaned with bliss. She gushed so heavily she could feel her fluids oozing along one leg. Still he fucked her, driving his hot shaft into her with enough force to lengthen her climax. Finally, he dug his fingers into her ass and shot his cock into her with the force of a jackhammer for several long sweet minutes before he came. Totally and completely satisfied, she collapsed against the carpet with him still buried inside her drenched pussy. Jule held him, brushing her lips against his hair, enjoying the feel of his lips against her neck. He settled his weight on her and brushed his lips against hers. “Damn. That was good.” Sampling his warm lips, she curled her fingers in his silky hair. “That was beyond good.” Sweet, caressing lips, nibbled at her open mouth. “Good ain't the word, lady. I've never had the pleasure of fucking such a hot, sweet pussy.”

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My, but he had a way of making her feel sexy as hell. “I‟ll bet you say that to all your conquests.” “No. I don‟t. I‟ve never had to lie to a woman to get sex.” He lifted his head and stared down at her, his gaze dark and intense. “I think I'm hooked on you.” Jule struggled to keep her breathing even. “Yeah? Am I supposed to believe I‟m special?” He rubbed his chest against her breasts. “You are very special.” Okay, Jule, don‟t lose it just because he sounds sincere. “Right.” “No. I mean it.” “Maybe you do. Men do tend to think with their cocks.” His lips compressed. “That wasn‟t my dick talking.” Boy was he delusional—in a good way. It was kind of nice that he was sensitive enough that good sex went to his head and made him talk romantic nonsense. “Then what is talking?” “Me. I mean it. I could very easily fall hard for you.” She smiled, realizing she was taking the conversation far too seriously. “The feeling might be mutual.” “Only might?” What did he want or expect her to say? He sighed. “I hope it‟s more than only might.”

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“You do? Why?” “Because I have a feeling I'll probably never be satisfied with another woman after what we just shared. I‟ve never had the pleasure of fucking a sweeter, hotter pussy.” As he whispered the lecherous words against her parted lips, she could feel him pulsing inside her. Did he want her again? A woman could get addiction to sex with so eager to plunger her pussy. “You sure know how to grab and maintain a woman‟s interest.” “I hope so because you are so damn beautiful. And you‟re sexy and sweet. That‟s an irresistible combination. “ She stroked her fingers through his hair. “I‟m glad you think so.” His hips moved against hers. “Any chance of another go round?” Her stomach muscles clenched. She nodded. “Yes, but not on the floor. You pounded me so hard, the carpet pattern must be imprinted on my ass by now.” He touched his mouth to hers. “Sorry. I meant to go easy, but hell, you felt so good I couldn't help myself. The harder and deeper I pushed into you, the better it felt.” She curled her fingers in his hair. They shared a long, moist kiss. When he dragged his lips away from her, she smiled up at him. “There‟s only one thing I can do after a remark like that.” “And that is?”

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She stroked her palms down his back to his taunt ass. Talk about buns of steel. “Let you have as much pussy as you want,” she whispered in a shameless voice. Rolling them onto their sides, he reached between their bodies to rub her pussy and touch her clit. “I want a lot of pussy,” he warned. Such talk deserved a reward. With her tongue extended, she gave him a long slow kiss, massaging and cupping his ass in her palms until he broke the kiss and rolled her onto her back. “Damn, I feel almost dizzy.” She smiled. “Like older women?” “I like you.” She pinched his ass. “What‟s your name?” “Daniel Rhoades.” She gave him a sleepy, sated smile. “Nice name, nice man.” Nice cock. But some things were left better unsaid. “What do your friends call you?” “Some call me Dan, most call me Daniel.” “What about Danny? Does anyone call you that?” “No.” “Which do you prefer? Dan or Daniel?” “Daniel, but I want you to call me anything you like.”

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She rubbed her palms over his ass. “Let's go to bed, my handsome Danny.” He eased out of her and rose. Glancing up at him, she noted the condom he wore and the top of his nuts glistened with her juices. Responding to his beckoning cock, she rose to her knees in front of him. She glanced up at him. His green eyes held a question. “Jule? Need a man up?” “In a moment.” She cupped her hand between his legs and removed the condom. He was still semi-erect. Putting the condom aside, she sat back on her haunches. His cock was really a thing of beauty. Did it taste as good as it looked? Trailing a nail down his length, she spoke in a soft voice. “I have to taste you to see if you taste as good as you look.” “Damn, you‟re making me hot all over again.” She smiled up at him, briefly meeting his gaze before turning her attention back to his groin. “I‟ve never been with anyone with such a thick cock.” “Taste me.” “I intend to,” she admitted, caressing his balls. “Do,” he urged, his voice low and impatient. She grinned up at him. “Someone‟s in a hurry.” “I‟m in a hurry to feel those warm lips of yours wrapped around me.”

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Jule bent her head and touched her tongue to the tip of his shaft. Then she licked the underside of him, inhaling deeply as his pubic hair tickled her nose. Deciding she liked the taste of his cum, she slowly drew the big delicious bad boy between her lips and into her mouth. “Oh yeah, baby. Your mouth is almost as sweet as your pussy.” Sliding her hands over his tight ass, she sucked his shaft and licked his big balls slowly, savoring his smell and taste. He groaned, cupping his hands over the back of her head. She tensed. If he started to thrust against her, she‟d have to pull away. But she loved that although his big body shook with the effort, he didn't attempt to fuck her face. He let her control the depth and intensity of her oral loving. Because she was enjoying it, she kept it slow, but steady, determined to prolong the enjoyment for both of them for as long as possible. Finally, a shudder danced through his body and she knew he was about to lose control. His hands on the back of her head tightened briefly, before he released her. When he spoke his voice was husky. “Oh God, that feels good but I need to pull out now because I‟m about to come.” Jule made a quick decision and pressed her face close to his pubic hair. Sucking him hard, she tingled with satisfaction as his cum shot into her mouth. Instinct took over allowing her to quickly swallow every drop of the creamy jets.

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When his hips stopped jerking, she gave his cock a long last kiss and shakily rose to her feet. After a brief look in her eyes, he enclosed her in a bear hug. He rubbed his chest against the tips of her breasts. “You are so sweet.” She smiled. There was nothing quite as exhilarating as an appreciative lover who couldn‟t get enough of her. “And you have a knack for saying the right thing.” He released her, frowning. “I mean it.” “Let‟s discuss it in bed.” “Fine, but I really do mean it.” She took his hand in hers and led him from the hall to her bedroom. Once there, she motioned to the bed. “Make yourself comfortable.” He sat on the side of the bed. “Where are you going?” “I need a few moments in the bathroom.” He caressed her ass. “Okay, but don‟t shower.” “I won‟t be long, but I‟m sweaty and I could—” He shook his head, his dark gaze locking with hers. “You have a scent I love—that of a very satisfied woman. Don‟t shower and wash it away.” Despite her resolve not to lose sight of the fact that only a fool or a very inexperienced woman would believe such sexy love lies, Jule was touched by his words.

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He gently squeezed her hand. “I know you‟ll have to shower in the morning. But for tonight I want to savor the aroma of you.” Lord did he know how to push a lonely woman‟s emotional buttons. “You are beyond smooth.” His lips compressed and he narrowed his eyes. “That wasn‟t meant to be smooth. It‟s the truth.” Why did she want to believe him? She smiled. “I‟m glad to hear it.” “That teddy is lovely and provocative, but I want to see all of you. Take it off.” She wasn‟t sure she was ready for complete nudity with him. “I kind of like fucking with it on. I won‟t be long.” She kissed his cheek and entered the bathroom. After taking care of her personal needs, she stared at her reflection in the medicine cabinet mirror. She knew men generally found her pretty. Although she‟d long lost the slenderness of youth, with the exception of her less than flat belly and an ass a little more padded than she‟d prefer, she was generally not unhappy with her body. Her dark brown eyes sparkled and she couldn‟t quite keep a very satisfied smile from her face. It‟s one night, Jule. He‟s a hot, sexy lover, but don‟t lose sight of the fact that this is a fantasy. Once it‟s fulfilled, it‟ll be time to move on. You can enjoy what‟s

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left of the night, but in the morning you have to get back to reality. The first step in that process was to stop hiding her body. She undressed, took several, deep, calming breaths and reentered the bedroom. He rose from the bed. She remained by the bedroom door. He crossed the room to cup her face between his palms. “You‟re even more beautiful than I anticipated.” The compliment warmed her. She smiled. “Thank you.” He bent his head and touched his lips to hers. “I‟ll be right back.” “I‟ll be waiting.” She watched him disappear into the bathroom, admiring his tight buns before she moved over to the bed and lay on her back with her knees bent and her legs parted. He returned to the bedroom several minutes later, aroused and wearing a condom. As he crossed the room to the bed, she decided she was going to owe Tia big time for arranging one of the most sexually exciting nights of her life. He stood by the side of the bed staring at her in silence. Impatient to feel his big body on top of hers again, she rubbed her clit and patted herself. “Come and get it, handsome.”

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Instead of lying on top of her, he stretched out on his side, supporting his weight on one elbow. “You are so beautiful.” She turned on her side to face him. What was it about this handsome stranger that made her long for the impossible with him, and made her behave with such a lack of restraint? He stroked her breasts, causing her nipples to tighten. “Talk to me. Let me inside that lovely head of yours. Tell me what you‟re thinking and feeling.” Admitting what she felt and wanted would probably send him rushing away from her before the night was over. “That this will probably be one of the most pivotal nights of my life.” “I‟m feeling the same way.” He stroked his hand down her body—over her stomach to cup her pussy. “What can I do to make this night even more special for you?” Okay. He was definitely too good to be true. With her luck, he was probably not married because he was bisexual with a heavy emphasis on the bi. The only way a man with his looks and talent in bed was still single, was because he was either gay or bisexual. “I want you again,” she admitted. “That can definitely be arranged.” He rolled her onto her stomach. She tensed.

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“Relax,” he instructed. After a moment of hesitation, she spread her legs. He lay on top of her and kissed the side of her neck. “You are a beautiful woman with a lovely ass.” She smiled and pressed her cheek against the bed. “It‟s a big one.” To her delight, he bent to brush his lips over each ass cheek. “I like women with real asses.” She shivered at the husky tone of his voice. “Yeah? How fond are you of big, real asses?” He slid off her to lay with his body pressed against hers. “I‟d love to show you.” She sucked in a breath. After several painful attempts, she had learned to tolerate anal sex with Karl. The thought of Dan trying to slide his thick girth up her rear sent a shiver—part excitement and part fear through her. She wouldn‟t be able to sit without discomfort for days if they had anal sex. Yet the idea held far more appeal than it should have. She gave herself a mental shake. Anal sex with a man she would probably never see again was out of the question. “I‟ll be gentle,” he promised. She doubted that, but she was not prepared to find out. She turned onto her back and spread her legs, giving him her answer.

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“No?” She ignored the regret she heard in the soft question. “No.” He sighed. “Understood.” He caressed her cheeks. “Maybe another time,” he suggested as he stretched out on top of her. Maybe another time? Did he really want more than one night or one weekend with her? “Maybe.” “I can wait for anal sex until you‟re ready.” Despite the strong attraction she felt for him, she had no intensions of engaging in anal sex during the course of a casual relationship. She stroked his cheek. “How about giving me what I want and need now?” “You want it, you got it.” She closed her eyes and sighed with pleasure as he rained warm, biting kisses against her breasts. His tongue gently probed her left nipple, making it pebble before he turned his attention to her right nipple making that bud as well. When he sucked her left nipple between his lips, she sighed with pleasure. She cupped her hands over his head. “Hmmm. Oh…yes.”

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He made love to her breasts, sucking, kissing, and tonguing each mound until she was a moaning, trembling mass of need. Only then did he rise above her and settle between her legs. She thrust her hips off the bed, eager to feel his hard shaft plunging into her wet slit. Instead of accepting her clear invitation, he leisurely kissed his way up from her breasts to her throat. He licked each side of her neck before he allowed his lips to hover over hers. She felt his breath against her mouth and eagerly awaited his kiss. “Look at me, my lovely.” Her eyes fluttered open. She met his dark, passion-filled gaze. “Now tell me what you want and I‟ll give it to you—just as you want it.” “What do I want? Isn‟t it clear?” He rubbed his groin against her, heightening her passions. “I want to hear you say it.” She clutched his ass. “You. I want all of you inside of me. And I wanted it ten minutes ago. So please don‟t tease me, Danny.” “I‟ll give you whatever you want.” “I‟ve just told you what I want.” He smiled. “Do you just want me inside of you? Or do you need me inside of you?”

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She suppressed a frown. “Does it matter which one?” “Yes. I need you to need sex with me.” All his talk of need seemed inappropriate for a one-night stand. Nevertheless, if he wanted her to admit how much she wanted him, she would. “I do need it and I needed it eleven minutes ago.” “Then you‟re going to get it.” As his lips descended on hers, he reached between their bodies to finger her. Finding her wet and ready for him, he lifted his hips and pressed himself against her entrance. When he didn‟t immediately plunge into her, she opened her eyes and gave him an impatient, frustrated look. “Now.” “In a moment—after you show me how much you want me.” She sucked in a breath. “Are you going to make me beg?” “Only if I have to.” His huskily whispered answer excited rather than annoyed her. She had a feeling very little about him would annoy her. “You‟re very insistent.” “A woman unafraid to admit she wants me enough to beg is a big turn-on for me. The more turned on I am, the more I‟ll please you.” To her surprise, the idea of begging for his cock made her wetter. She‟d give him what he wanted, but there was no reason she shouldn‟t make him work a

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little for her submission. “I have my legs gaping open, my nipples are hard, my pussy is dripping and I‟m horny as hell. Doesn‟t that make what I want clear enough for you?” His warm, satisfied laughter danced along her nerve endings like a sweet caress. “It‟s a start. I like my women older, and totally shameless in bed.” She dug her nails into his tight ass. “If I get any more shameless than I already am, I might get arrested. I want you and your cock in me, Danny. I need them. Please.” She parted his cheeks and ran her finger along his crack. “Now split me open with that hard, thick cock of yours.” He shuddered against her. “Oh sweet, you are making me so damned hot.” “I‟m hot as well. Hot and needy. I need you so badly I‟m going to start cussing like a sailor if you don‟t do me.” “Oh yeah. Talk dirty to me. I love it when a beautiful woman talks dirty.” He rubbed his cock against her. “Make me believe you want me inside that tight, sweet pussy of yours and not just rubbing against your thigh.” “I need your cock. Fuck me, damn you!” “Such sweet sexy words, Jule. They tell me you need me. Now show me.” “How?” He lifted his lower body off hers. “Take me in your hand and slide me inside.”

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Almost mindless with need, she wrapped a hand around him. She rubbed his cock along her wet slit before she pressed the big head between the lips of her pussy. “Like this?” “Oh yeah. Just like that. Now slide me in slowly so we can both enjoy the descent.” Jule eagerly obeyed. He felt so good going in. She sighed and closed her yes. “No. Don‟t close your eyes yet. I want to see your expression and have you watch mine as your pussy stretches to accommodate my cock.” She struggled to keep her eyes open as he gently drove his hips downward. He inched into her slowly. She stared up at him, savoring the look of bliss in his dark eyes as he bottomed out in her. Finally, after an eternity, she felt his pubic hair against hers. “Oh.” He smiled down at her. “Every inch of me is buried deep inside you. How does it feel? Was it worth the wait and the begging?” With her pussy stretched taut over him, she nodded. “Oh. Hell yeah. Danny boy, your cock feels so incredibly good.” “How good?” In response, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, tilting her hips upward in a move she hoped would give him maximum penetration. “Fucking

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good,” she whispered in a soft, shameless voice. “I love how stretched I feel around you.” He smiled, rotating his hips from side to side. The erotic movement heightened her pleasure. “It was made that way just to please you.” “Oh.” She gasped, struggling to keep her eyes open. “Danny you have such hard, sweet meat. Sweet meat, Danny. I‟m so hungry for you. I need you. Fuck me with your sweet meat.” He cupped her face between his palms and spoke to her softly. “Now you can close your eyes, my lovely. Close your eyes and enjoy the ride.” Keeping her eyes open until he bent his head proved difficult. At the first touch of his warm lips, her lids fluttered close. “I can‟t wait any longer. Fuck me. Please.” He pressed a slow, deep kiss on her mouth before he spoke against her lips. “This time I‟m going to make love to you. No more fucking tonight. Just love making.” Jule tongued his bottom lip. “Fucking or making love. I don‟t care which you do. Just start moving inside me before I lose my mind.” His laughter filled the room as he rolled off her. Easing her onto her back, he pushed a pillow under her hips. He knelt between her legs. “You have a very pretty pussy and a large, lovely ass.”

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Talking was definitely a plus, but would ever stop talking and start fucking her? “For the love of God. Stop talking and prove it. Grab it and fuck me senseless.” “I love a women inpatient for me.” He bent his head, brushing his lips against her slit. “You smell like a woman who‟s ready for cock.” She jerked her hips up until his lips touched her pussy. “Taste me.” “Gladly.” He settled between her thighs and pressed a series of moist kisses against her slit. Then, as tingles of pleasure radiated through her, he parted her nether lips, thrust his fingers into her and slowly ate her as he finger fucked her. She moaned, rotating her hips in time with his digital thrusts. “Good…delicious, but I need more, Danny boy. I need your cock. Please don‟t make me beg any more. Give me your cock. Stick it in me. Now. Please. I want to come on your cock, not in your mouth.” He lifted his head from between her legs. “How can I deny you anything when you beg so nicely?” Removing the pillow from beneath her hips, he eased her onto her side. They settled facing each other. “Get ready, baby, because here I come.” “Do it.” He lifted her top leg over his. She moistened her lips and he eased into her.

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Then he pulled his hips back until only the head of his shaft remained inside her. “Don‟t withdraw.” “I won‟t.” His hips eased forward allowing his cock to slowly fill her again. “Oh yes. Oh Danny. Yes. Yes.” She curled her fingers in his hair and brought his mouth against hers. “I want to taste myself on your lips. Kiss me.” Holding himself still inside her, he tipped up her chin. Her lips parted. His warm mouth settled over hers. Tasting and smelling herself on his lips sent a jolt of desire through her. She ground her hips against his and bit and licked at his lips, in a sexual frenzy. Strong hands gripped her hips. “Let‟s take it slow, Jule.” Although she would have welcomed another raunchy fuck, he made gentle, tender love to her. He did it with a slow deliberation that turned into an agony of bliss as his expert movements sent her to the brink of ecstasy. Each time she was about to explode with joy, he froze inside her. He held himself still, as she moaned in protest, wildly wiggling her hips in an effort to force him to plunge into her again—so she could come. But he gripped her hips and held her still. “No my lovely. No fucking. I want to love you.”

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“I want to come. I need to come now. Haven‟t you made me beg enough for one night? Don‟t torture me. Let me come. Please.” Warm, gentle lips touched hers. “It‟s not torture, my lovely. It‟s an attempt to make this last as long as possible.” She raked her nails down his back. “I want to come now, Danny.” She tightened her pussy around his hard cock. “Please. Dig it in deep and let me explode all around you.” “I‟ll give you whatever you want.” “I want to come.” “Then come.” He rolled her onto her back and thrust his cock deep. “Come.” “Yes. Oh yes. I‟m only a few strokes away. Fuck me.” He slid in and out of her with a sweet heat she loved, all the while kissing and touching her. Taking one nipple between his lips, he sucked hard and thrust deep until her entire world revolved around him and the wonderful feelings his lovemaking invoked in her. Mindless with the need to come, she moved in time with him, totally lost in her quest for the sweet release that was so close. It came with a quick series of hard, deep thrusts. She cried out, dug her nails in his clenching ass and blew apart. The wild convulsions in her pussy triggered his orgasm.

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Dragging his lips from her breast, he pounded her—hard. He hurt her with three rough thrusts before he groaned, shuddered and collapsed on top of her as he exploded inside her. She clutched him close and kept her hips tight against his, contracting her vaginal muscles in an effort to ensure he jettisoned every drop of seed from his balls. They lay holding each other for several minutes before he groaned again and eased out of her. He removed his condom and lay back in her arms, with his face against her throat. Jule held him, enjoying the feeling of being crushed under his big, damp body. She inhaled deeply and licked his shoulder. There was no scent quite as exciting as the taste and aroma of a lover sweaty from pleasing her. Finally, he kissed her neck and brushed his lips against her ear. “What are you feeling?” She smiled and licked his shoulder again. “I‟m feeling like a lucky woman who has just enjoyed one of the best fucks of her life.” “Yeah?” He sounded please. “That‟s some sweet dick you‟re wielding, Danny boy.” “Enjoyed it, did you?” “Hell yeah. I‟m feeling very satisfied. What about you? What are you feeling?”

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“Like I‟ve waited my entire life to meet you.” She arched a brow. Despite his protests to the contrary, he was smooth. “Talk like that will get you anything you want.” “Including an invitation to spend the night?” “Can you stay the night? Are you kidding?” She stroked her hands down his back. “It would take an act of God to get me to let you leave before morning.” “What would you say if I said I didn‟t want to leave then either?” He wanted to spend the weekend with her. Her stock was rising—at least for the moment. “Tomorrow‟s Saturday. If you want to spend part of the day or even the entire weekend together, we can.” “What if I want more than one weekend with you?” Jule pushed against his shoulders until he rolled off her. She turned onto her side with her back to him. He leaned over her shoulder. “What‟s wrong?” “Nothing. I just don‟t think you should make any promises in the heat of the moment that you can‟t keep once your ardor cools.” “I rarely do.” He curled his body against hers, slipping an arm around her waist. “I know you‟re probably thinking I‟m thinking with my cock.” “Aren‟t you?” “No.”

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“I‟d like to believe that, but—” “Then do. The moment I saw you, I knew I wanted you.” She wiggled her ass against his groin. “You‟ve already had me.” He cupped his hands over her breasts. “Making love to you has only confirmed what I suspected before I arrived—that one weekend with you would not be enough. I want more.” “You decided that when you saw me tonight?” “I decided it when I first saw you.” “That was tonight.” He massaged her breasts. “Actually it was five weeks ago at Martin‟s birthday party.” She frowned. “Did you arrive after I‟d left? I wouldn‟t have forgotten you if we‟d met.” He kissed her neck. “I believe you mean that as a compliment.” “I do.” “I was there while you were—sort of. I was driving Ti to the airport when he asked me to make a stop at Tia and Martin‟s so he could drop off Martin‟s present. I stayed in the car, but I saw you and was immediately smitten.” “You were?”

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“Yes.” He pinched her nipples. “I was enchanted when I saw your long legs disappearing into the soft, pink shorts you wore. They hugged and caressed your ass. I got hard just…Do you have any idea how good you look in pink?” She smiled. “If you were so smitten, why didn‟t you introduce yourself?” “We were running late and we had to get to the airport so Ti wouldn‟t miss his plane. I asked Ti about you, but he said you‟d been hurt and he didn‟t want to risk introducing us.” She stiffened. “Why not? Are you some kind of heartbreaker?” “I have never willingly hurt anyone. But in my quest to find that one special woman, I‟ve known a lot of women. Not all of those relationships have ended amicably.” “You‟ve known them how?” “As lovers.” He nibbled at his ear. “Ti is a considerate guy. He was afraid I might hurt you, but I won‟t.” “How did you come to be here tonight?” “I was contemplating beating the hell out of Ti until he at least told me who you were when Tia called and asked if I‟d like to go on a blind…” He paused. She could imagine the outspoken Tia hadn‟t been shy. “She‟s my best friend. You can tell me what she suggested.”

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“She asked if I wanted to go on a blind fuck. I‟ve never needed help getting a date so I said no.” “Why?” “Like I said, I don‟t need any help with women and it never occurred to me you would need or want any help landing the man of your choice. I wanted to meet you so I wasn‟t in the market to meet anyone else. You know Tia‟s not one to take no for an answer. She showed up at my office with a proposition and your picture. Once I saw your picture, I was more than willing to go along with her plan.” He brushed his lips against her neck. “Sex with you is great, but I want a lot more than just great sex.” She closed her eyes. So did she, but…”I‟m forty and divorced. Did you know that?” “Yes I did. I called Ti after Tia left and grilled him as much as he‟d allow me to. He told me your age and marital status. So you see I know everything there is to know about you.” But Ti hadn‟t told him everything because he didn‟t know everything. She sighed. “Tonight has been very nice, Danny, but—” “Look Jule. I‟m single, but ready to get serious. So what‟s your point?” “My point is I have thoroughly enjoyed tonight with you, but now isn‟t the time to do anything except sleep.”

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“Jule—” She shook her head. “We can talk later. Right now I can barely keep my eyes open.” “Fine, you‟ll quickly discover I‟m a man of my word. I mean what I say and I always get what I want.” Why was she pleased rather than annoyed by his soft words which almost sounded like a threat? “I‟ve had five weeks to think about you. In the morning, I‟m still going to want more than a night or weekend with you.” She wasn‟t sure of anything except that she didn‟t want him to walk out of her life in the morning or when the weekend was over. How much more she wanted, she‟d decide when her ability to think rationally returned. Judging by his intensity, she doubted if he were thinking anymore rationally than she was. In the morning, he would probably thank her for not having taken him seriously. Hell he might not even be there in the morning. With her luck, he‟d probably sneak out the moment she was asleep. That possibility kept her awake long after he slept with an arm around her waist and his big body curled against her back. Once he‟d come to his senses, he‟d leave. Yet he had hinted at wanting more than a brief fling with her. Hinted? He‟d

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come right out and said as much. Of course she‟d be disappointed if he left without waking her. But she wouldn‟t be surprised. Staying awake wouldn‟t make him want her once the night was over. Reluctantly accepting that fact, she finally surrendered to exhaustion and fell asleep.

Jule woke to the feel of a pair of warm lips brushing against hers. “Morning, sleeping beauty.” She opened her eyes. Dan sat on the side of her bed. With the sun shining into her bedroom, she saw that his hair was damp. Instead of the casual pull over and biker shorts he‟d arrive in, he wore a light, short-sleeved top and jeans. Clearly, he‟d already left and decided to return. There could only be one reason for his return. Holding the cover against her bare breasts, she sat up. She glanced at her bedside clock. 8:20 a.m. “Ready to go? I guess I should ask why you returned.” His smile vanished. “Are you ready for me to go?” Not before hell froze over, but despite her shameless behavior and unguarded admissions from the night before, there was no need to reinforce the less than favorable opinion he must hold of her.

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He arched a brow. “Do you want me to go?” “You‟re wearing different clothes so you‟ve clearly already left. How did you get back in?” “You left your keys on the table in the hall. I took them when I left.” Charming. Where did he get off taking her keys without her permission? “Oh?” He stroked her cheeks. “Don‟t worry. I didn‟t make any copies. I hope you believe that.” “I do.” “Now it‟s your turn, Jule. Answer my question. Do you want me to leave? She tightened her grip on the blanket.

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night—” He shook his head. “This isn‟t about last night. We didn‟t know each other then.” “We still don‟t know each other.” He narrowed his gaze. “You seem hell bent on being difficult. Maybe I should warn you that I know how to handle luscious, difficult women.” Her lips twitched. What a find. A handsome hunk capable of making being difficult sound like a compliment? “Hmmm.”

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“We know more about each other than we did last night. We know we‟re more than sexually compatible. Now answer my question. Do you want me to leave?” “What happens if I say yes?” He shrugged. “Then I‟ll go.” She frowned at his unexpected and unwelcome response. “You will?” “Stop beating around the bush, Jule and tell me where I stand.”

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She met his dark gaze briefly before lowering her lids. She moistened her lips and then slowly shook her head. “No.” “No, what?” Damn he was insistent. “Look at me, Jule.” She lifted her chin, but continued to keep her lids lowered. “Why?” He cupped her face between his hands. “I want to know what you‟re feeling.” She lifted her lids and looked into his eyes. “I‟m feeling awkward and a little regretful.” “Awkward I understand. Why regretful? Didn‟t I please you?” Her cheeks burned, but this time she didn‟t attempt to look away. “You know you did.” He trailed a hand down from her cheek to caress her neck. “Then what‟s to regret?” “You‟ve showered and you‟re fully dressed.”

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He stroked his thumb over her face. “And what significance do you attach to those facts, Jule?” “You woke me up to tell me you‟re leaving.” “You know when I plan to leave you?” “After you‟ve had another roll in the hay?” He removed his hands and sat back. “Let‟s get two things straight right now. Last night was more than a roll in the hay.” Don‟t be so quick to believe him, Jule. He‟s young, sexy, and wicked in bed. He could have his pick of young supermodel type women. Why would he choose you over one of them? “Number two?” He smiled. “I don‟t plan on leaving you a single second before hell ices over.” She felt almost dizzy with relief. A foolish grin spread across her face. “Yeah?” “Yeah.” “You weren‟t leaving?” “I‟m dressed because I run three miles every day, during which I sweat a lot. After my morning run I went home to shower and change.” “Oh.” “I told you last night I was still going to want you this morning.” “I know, but you probably weren‟t thinking very clearly then.”

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He laughed. “That‟s true enough, but I almost always mean exactly what I say.” She moistened her lips. “I need you to be careful what you say to me. After last night with you, I‟m feeling a little…” “What? What are you feeling, my lovely?” “Vulnerable. Before last night I was feeling so lonely and starved for sex that I might believe something I shouldn‟t. Where would that leave us?” He moved closer to slip an arm around her waist. “Trust me. I want to cherish you, not hurt you.” She closed her eyes and laid her cheek against his shoulder. “Last night was wonderful and I‟d love to spend the weekend with you.” “Then we‟re partially on the same page.” “Maybe, but please don‟t promise or hint at anything beyond the weekend, Dan.” “Jule—” She pressed a finger against his lips. “Let‟s just enjoy the moment.” He sighed and released her. “How many times do I have to tell you I want more than the moment before you believe me?” “If I allowed myself to, I could imagine and believe all sorts of things I shouldn‟t.”

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“What kind of things?” “Things like…You and I could…We could…” “Go on. We could what?” “Have a relationship that isn‟t based solely on sex.” She caressed his cheek. “There‟s something about you that makes me imagine all kinds of wild, impossible things.” “You and me isn‟t impossible—unless all you want is a weekend of sex.” Commonsense told her that‟s all she could reasonably expect. It was foolish to want or hope for more than that after one night. Nevertheless, she shook her head silently. He smiled. “Good.” Men. What was good about her admitting to feelings she shouldn‟t even have? “Now stop being shy.” “What?” “Release your death grip on the cover.” When she opened, he caressed her bare breasts. “You are such a beautiful woman.” A pleased feeling spread through her. “Yes?” He leaned forward to kiss her breasts.

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Her eyelids fluttered down. “Hmmm. That feels so good.” He pinched her nipples. “Then let‟s make love again.” Last night he had thrilled her by fucking her and having tender sex with her. She had loved both experiences. Clearly he had too, which must explain why he spoke of making love instead of having sex. Shouldn‟t he call what he wanted to do to and with her what it really was? Fucking? “Love?” “Yes.” He cupped her breasts in his palms. “I want you more this morning than I did last night.” The desire to lie on her back and spread her legs was difficult to overcome. All that would get her was fucked again. Before that happened, she needed a clear head. She couldn‟t keep thinking with her pussy. She eased his hands away from her breasts and pulled the cover back up to cover them. “We‟re sexually compatible, but—” He pressed a finger against her lips. “It‟s more than that, Jule. At least it could be, if you‟ll just give me—us a chance. Just give us a chance. That‟s all I ask.” She ran a hand over her hair. “I‟d love to, but we need to be realistic, Dan.” “What‟s unrealistic about our making love again?” “Last night I was lonely and horny.” He gave her an unabashed grin. “I‟m confident I changed that.”

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Smooth and just maybe a little over confident. “You did,” she admitted. “And this morning, Jule?” “I‟m a little afraid of what I‟m feeling and wanting with you.” “What‟s bothering you?” “What kind of a future can a 40-year-old divorced woman and a sexy, twenty-eight-year-old stud share?” Especially when they‟d also have to deal with the issue of race. He arched a brow. “I‟m not twenty-eight nor do I want you to think of me as a stud. That implies there‟s no more to me than my cock and nothing could be further from the truth.” She groaned. “You‟re not…Please don‟t tell me you‟re even younger than twenty-eight.” “And if I were?” She sighed. Oh, damn! “How much younger?” “I‟m twenty-six.” “Twenty-six? But Tia said you were only a few years older than Ti and he‟s twenty-six.” “Tia has her facts mixed up. I‟m twenty-six.” “Great.”

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He shook his head. “Trust me, Jule, my age isn‟t going to be an issue between us—unless you make it one.” “Where did you and Ti meet?” “We met at a trade show during our senior year of college. Even then I had a game plan and within weeks of our meeting, I knew I wanted to include him in that plan.” “You‟re his boss?” “Yes.” “Ti‟s a software engineer. Do you design software?” He grimaced. “The company has been far more successful than I‟d envisioned at this point, so I‟ve had to acquire and practice other skills to keep us in a position of strength and growth. That doesn‟t leave much time for me to design software anymore.” “Ti drives a new Mercedes so if he‟s doing that well, the company must be doing very well.” “You want to discuss my financial bottom line?” Jule shook her head. “I don‟t want you to think I‟m a gold-digger. I—” “It‟s all right. I know you‟re an accountant so I‟d expect you to be interested in such things.” He grinned suddenly. “But as gold diggers go, you‟re sexy as hell.”

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She made a fist and tapped it against his shoulder. “I‟m not a damned gold digger so I‟m not interested in your money.” He lifted her fist from his shoulder, opened it, and pressed a warm kiss against her palm. “Really? What are you interested in?” Keeping her gaze locked on his, she smiled. “Your beautiful mind fascinates me.” “I‟m very glad to hear that, Jule. Now, if you‟re not planning to spend the day in bed, I‟d like to take you to a late breakfast or an early lunch.” The possibilities of what would happen after lunch intrigued her. “Jule?” Dare she believe such a young, handsome, skillful lover wanted more than a single night of sex? More important than his ability in bed, he seemed to know how to take no for an answer without sulking or walking away. Just maybe they could share a short term relationship. But they‟d have to take things slow and she‟d need to be careful not to fall for him. “Jule? What are you thinking?” She smiled. “That I‟m starving. Give me forty minutes to shower and dress.” He rose from the bed. “I‟ll wait in the living room.” She watched him leave the bedroom before she hurried into the bathroom. As she showered, she decided to enjoy the moment with him and let the future

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take care of itself. They would no doubt turn heads wherever they went. But if he didn‟t mind, neither would she. She‟d work on fully enjoying their sexual relationship without worrying about how long she‟d be able to hold his interest. If things somehow worked out between them, she‟d owe Tia a debt of gratitude. If things didn‟t work out with him, she‟d still be grateful to Tia for having introduced her to a man who had helped her regain confidence in her ability to attract the opposite sex. When she walked into the living room an hour later, he turned from the window. They considered each other in silence before either spoke. “Damn you‟re beautiful, Jule .” “We‟d make a good looking couple.” His smile turned into a grin. “True that.” He picked up a bouquet of roses from one of her end tables before he crossed the room to her to kiss her cheek. He laid the roses in her arms. “These are for you.” The roses brought tears to her eyes. Karl had never failed to satisfy her sexually, but he‟d never been overly romantic. He‟d last sent her flowers on their fifth wedding anniversary. He‟d never given her roses. A lump formed in her throat as she looked at him. “They‟re lovely, Dan. Thank you.”

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He tipped up her chin so he could look into her eyes. “So are you.” She shook her head, struggling to hold tears at bay while she caressed his cheek. “Are you always so sweet and considerate?” “No.” “No?” “Being too sweet or too considerate in a relationship can land a man in unwanted entanglements.” She stepped away from him. “Really? Then I‟ll have to watch you, won‟t I?” He shook his head and took her free hand in his. “Don‟t misunderstand me. I was speaking in generalities. Haven‟t I already made it clear that I‟d love to be entangled with you?” She sighed. “It‟s not something I‟m proud of, but when I agreed to meet you last night, I expected a one night stand.” “And now?” “And now I‟m going to need you to go slowly, Dan. I have to get used to dating again. Right now I feel like I‟m exposing myself in a way that makes me feel vulnerable.” “You want to take this slow?” She nodded.

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He caressed her cheek. “I‟m sure you‟ll be worth the wait.” He offered her his arm. “Are you ready to eat?” “Yes. Where are we going?” “I know this bed and breakfast just outside the city that makes the best pancakes I‟ve ever tasted. I‟m assuming, of course, that you‟ll want a real breakfast and not just a few carrot stalks.” She arched a brow. “Why would you assume that?” He reached behind her and palmed her ass. “You didn‟t get this luscious ass by eating rabbit food all the time.” She smiled, pleased that her less than ideal rear end seemed to fascinate him. “I work hard to keep this butt of mine round like this,” she teased. “Your hard work is paying off big time.” He slapped her ass and grinned. “Let‟s go eat a huge breakfast so you can keep it.” A handsome younger male who didn‟t expect or want her to be as slender as a twenty-year old? She slipped her arm through his. “Lead the way handsome.” He rubbed her ass. “Will you follow where I lead?” She‟d always prided herself on being independent. She‟d insisted Karl view her as an equal partner in their relationship. Maybe it was time she rethought her I-am-woman mantra. „We‟ll see.” He slipped his arm around her shoulders. “Yes we will.”

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She leaned against him. “I have a feeling you‟re used to getting your way with women.” “Yes I am. I‟m not known for being patient, but when I really want something, I can wait.” His implication was obvious. She smiled. He sure knew how to make a woman feel sexy and special. They left her condo and walked out to the parking lot. He held the door open for her. As she slipped inside, he brushed his hand against her ass. Once they were both seated inside, he slipped a CD in the stereo and sang a series of love songs during the forty-minute drive. He had a warm, deep voice. After a surprised glance at him, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the experience of being serenaded. It was over breakfast that she surrendered to her curiosity. She sat back in her chair and studied his handsome face. “Let‟s talk.” “About?” “You. Tell me everything about you, but start with your marital status.” “I‟m single.” She nodded. “Tia wouldn‟t have arranged for us to meet if you were married or engaged or even in a serious relationship with anyone else. I should have asked if you‟d ever been married.”

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He shook his head. “No.” She sipped her coffee. “Have you ever been engaged?” “Yes.” “Tell me about her and that relationship.” “There‟s not that much to tell.” “I want to hear it.” “Okay. She was older.” “Really?” He nodded. “I‟ve always had a thing for older women.” “Why?” He shrugged. “Why does anyone prefer anything? I don‟t know why. When I was sixteen, just about every guy in the school had the hots for the senior class president, Kelly Harison. She had long legs, big breasts, blue eyes, and was drop dead gorgeous.” “Just about every guy? What about you?” “Me? While I knew she was beautiful, she was a little too young for my taste.” “But she must have been at least two years older than you.”

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“I know, but I‟ve always known I prefer my women older. While my friends dreamed of raunchy sex with Kelly Harison, I had the hots for Janice Wilkers…our thirty-year-old teacher.” She smiled. “A male who can appreciate the beauty of an older women?” She pressed her right hand against her chest. “Be still my heart.” He laughed. “Tell me about your engagement. I know it wasn‟t to your teacher.” He leered. “Don‟t I wish? She was my first real crush and I have fond memories of all the sleepless nights I spent lusting after her. Who was your first love?” “My ex-husband was my first real love, but my first substantial crush was on a tall, lanky boy named Brian Jordan. He had the warmest brown eyes I‟d ever seen and the sweetest smile imaginable. Unfortunately, he didn‟t know I existed.” “Foolish boy.” “Oh Danny boy, I‟m in danger of falling harder than a red brick for you.” He reached across the table to brush his hand against hers. “So fall.” She shook her head. “Never mind about my falling or not. Tell me about your engagement.” “I was twenty-years-old and just about to graduate from college when I fell into lust with this Maggie May type professor.”

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“Twenty? Hmm. Handsome and smart enough to graduate from college early?” “Apparently so.” “Maggie May? As in Rod Stewart‟s Maggie May?” He nodded. “Yes.” “What did you like most about her?” “She was forty, blonde, believed in no holds barred sex and I‟d never wanted anyone more.” Did he like blondes? “Forty? That was quite an age difference.” “I know but I told you I‟ve always had a thing for older women.” “So maybe you‟d want a thirty-year-old, but—” “I prefer older women, Jule.” “But surely at forty, she must have seemed a little old to your twenty-yearold eyes. I mean her body wouldn‟t have been as perfect as a woman closer to your age.” He studied her in silence for several moments before he gently squeezed her hand. “If you‟re wondering if she had a perfectly flat stomach or perky breasts, she didn‟t. But those evidences of her age only increased my desire for her. If you‟re worried that any perceived imperfections of yours will turn me off, let me assure you that‟s not the case.

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“I don‟t expect older women to look as physically perfect as younger women.” “That‟s hard to believe.” “It shouldn‟t be. If I wanted older women to remind me of younger women, I‟d have a thing for younger women instead of older ones.” She released a sigh. “I believe you.” “Good. Now about my Maggie May. It was the worst case of lust I‟d ever had—up to that point. I was so enthralled with her, I asked her to marry me. Amazingly she said yes.” “What went wrong?” His lips twitched. “She threw me over for an eighteen-year-old.” “That must have been some eighteen-year-old if she preferred him to you.” He shrugged. “I believe he had a bigger dick and less appetite for anal sex.” Heat rushed up her neck to warm her cheeks. “Yours leaves nothing to be desired, Dan.” He smiled. “I‟m very glad you think so, but I can‟t help noticing that you ignored the anal sex part.” He brushed his fingers against the back of her hand. “Is that going to be a problem for you?” “I‟m not sure.” “Do you dislike it?”

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She shrugged. “I‟ve learned to tolerate it.” “So you don‟t hate it?” “No.” “If you don‟t dislike it, why are you uncertain when you‟re going to ask me to make love to your large, luscious ass? What bothers you about our making backdoor love?” She glanced around the dining room. There were several other couples within hearing distance. She lowered her voice. “Your width. The thought of you trying to fit up my…You‟re very thick.” “Most women enjoy thick cocks.” Just how many women had enjoyed his thick shaft? “I like them too—in the front door.” “You have a very tight front door, Jule.” The corners of her mouth curved in a smile. “This is some conversation. I didn‟t even know you twenty-four hours ago and now we‟re sitting here discussing thick cocks, tight pussies and anal sex. I must be out of my mind.” “Or maybe you‟re just learning to enjoy your sexuality.” She sipped her coffee. “Oh?” His hand closed around hers. “Or possibly falling in love.”

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Jule‟s heartbeat quickened and her hand shook as she set her coffee cup down. “Karl and I dated for months before we discussed love.” “Really? Karl a little on the slow side, was he?” “Karl was just cautious. We both were.” “Well I‟m not Karl and I have no desire to be cautious. I know what I want when I see it. I don‟t have to spend weeks or months weighing the pros and cons. I know I want you.” “Dan…” “Do you want to know why I‟ve never been married?” “No.” “Because I‟ve never met a woman who I wanted enough to even consider giving up my freedom for.” She pushed her coffee cup away. “What about Maggie May? You proposed to her. Remember?” He shook his head. “Although I was in big time lust with her, I like to think I wouldn‟t have really married her.” “Why wouldn‟t you have?” “I‟m not sure. I just know I wouldn‟t have married her, but I‟d marry you in a New York minute.” She closed a hand around her cup. “Are you telling me you‟re…”

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“In love with you?” The cup rattled from her hand. “Oh don‟t, Danny. Please don‟t.” “Don‟t what?” “You‟re not in love with me.” “Because?” “Because you don‟t know me.” “So I can‟t be in love with you?” “No.” “Why not?” “Because real love takes time to grow.” “Says who?” “Me.” He smiled. “So because you‟re not in love with me yet I can‟t be in love with you?” “Put like that you make me sound a little implacable, but yes. You‟re not in love with me.” “What if I say I am?” “I won‟t believe you. I can‟t. Not after one day. It can‟t be real.” “Why don‟t we decide that together?”

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The idea of starting a real relationship with him both excited and scared her. Nevertheless, part of the joy of living was exploring new possibilities. She gazed into his green eyes. She doubted she‟d be able to walk away from him without regrets at the end of the weekend. What lonely woman could resist a handsome hunk who thought he‟d fallen in love with her at first sight? Their physical relationship would only take them so far. If she dared believed him, he was close to being emotionally committed to her. As long as he wanted to get to know her, she was going to take the chance that the two of them could become a couple who had something in common besides great sex. “Jule? Are you with me?” “I‟d like to be.” “But?” “Before we go any further, there‟s something important about me you need to know.” “I‟m listening.” She cast a quick glance around. “It‟s not something I want to discuss here.” “I‟ll take you home.” “Okay, but let‟s take the long way.” “The long way?” He caressed the back of her hand. “You need time to work up your courage first, huh?”

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“Are you clairvoyant?” “Clairvoyant? No. In love? Yes.” “Oh Dan. Talk like that—” “I‟ve always heard love makes a man perceptive. It must be true.” He squeezed her hand. “Because I do love you, you don‟t ever need to be afraid to tell me anything, Jule.” She felt a rush of heat at his words. If she weren‟t careful, she‟d find herself believing he really was in love with her. It would be a short jump from that belief to the one where she was in love with him as well. Why would that be so bad? You‟re both single and ready for love or at the very least you‟re both interested in exploring the delicious possibilities of a committed relationship. “You were going to show me you could be patient, Dan. It‟s great hearing you talk like this, but I need a little time to process everything.” “Let me guess. It‟s all so sudden. Right?” He sounded amused. She grinned. “I know it sounds trite, but yes. It‟s very sudden. Yesterday I was feeling borderline old and unattractive to the opposite sex. After a night with you I feel sexy and desirable.” “You are sexy and desirable.” “And no matter what you say, you are smooth. But smooth is good on you.”

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“Then you want me to keep it up?” “Yes, but please don‟t expect me to respond in kind just yet.” He paid their check and they walked out to the parking lot, hand in hand. They didn‟t speak again until they were seated in his car. “Why not? We‟re both adults. Why should we sugarcoat our feelings or pretend we don‟t feel what we feel?” “Maybe because we‟re not sure of what we‟re feeling.” He cast a quick look in her direction. “Maybe you‟re not sure, but I knew you were the woman I‟d been waiting for the moment I saw you.” “You must have some doubts.” “No. I didn‟t.” “How can you be so sure?” “I don‟t know. I just know I am sure. And I know I can be patient until you are—well I can be relatively patient. If you leave it too long, I‟ll have to take matters into my own hands.” “Is that a threat?” “No. A promise.” “What happens if you have to take matters into your own hands?” “Then I‟ll have to fuck you until you fall madly in love with me.”

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Lord she loved the sound of that threat. She raised her brows. “That‟s not much of a threat—considering I‟d love that.” “That‟s what I‟m counting on.”

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Chapter Seven

She smiled and settled into her seat. He started the car and drove out of the bed and breakfast parking lot. They made the drive in silence. To her surprise, she felt comfortable with him and the silence. In her apartment, she carried coffee into the living room. She sank into the loveseat while he sat opposite her on the only single chair in the room with his gaze trained on her face. “So? You had something you wanted to tell me.” She wrapped both hands around her coffee cup. “Yes.” He smiled. “You have my full attention.” “It‟s not something I want to just blurt out.” “Okay. What would you like to talk about while you work your way up to it?” “You. I want to know everything about you.” “What would you like to know?” “What do you want out of life?” “You mean besides you?”

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She smiled. “Yes. Besides me.” “You.” “No. I mean really.” “So do I. I have most of what I want already. I‟m healthy, I earn a lot of money and I can afford to buy most of the material things I ever wanted. There‟re very little limits on where I can live. I have nearly everything a man could want to consider himself successful. The only thing missing to make the picture complete is someone special to share my life with. That‟s where you come in, Jule.” How did she tell him that if he pursued a serious relationship with her, his picture wouldn‟t be complete or perfect? “Wow. You know how to push my buttons, Dan.” “I mean everything I say to you. You‟re my idea of the perfect woman.” Oh, how she wanted to believe him. He rose and crossed the room to kneel in front of her. “What do you need to tell me, Jule?” She gripped her cup. He took her coffee cup from her fingers and placed it on the end table. Still on one knee, he took her right hand in his and placed it over his heart. “You can tell me anything.” “I want to, but I‟m afraid.”

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“Of what?” “That once you know my not so little secret, it‟s going to be over for us before it‟s really even started.” “There‟s nothing you can say that will change how I feel about you. So tell me what‟s bothering you.” The steady beat of his heart against her fingers combined with the guileless look in his eyes encouraged her. She took a deep breath and then spoke in a rush. “You‟ve made me want to consider the possibility of a real relationship with you.” He squeezed her hand. “What‟s so bad about that?” “Well…I‟m older and—” “No. Be honest with me, Jule. Your age is not a secret. I knew how old you were before I came to see you last night. And before you mention it, I also knew you were black. So be straight with me.” “I…Oh Danny.” He lifted her hand from his chest and brushed his lips against her fingers. “What‟s bothering you? I promise you nothing short of your being a serial axmurderer with several dead lovers in your past will make any difference to me.” She smiled. “I‟ve never murdered anyone and there are no dead lovers in my past.” “Then you have no need to be afraid to share your secret with me.”

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She took a deep breath. “I think you should know that I…I can‟t have kids.” “You can‟t?” She could detect no sign that her admission was a problem for him. “No I can‟t have kids.” “Why? I‟ve read of women a lot older than you becoming mothers again. So it can‟t be because of your age.” “No. It‟s because I can‟t have kids.” “So you mean can‟t and not that you don‟t want kids?” She swallowed hard. “Yes.” “You‟re physically incapable of having kids?” She nodded, studying his face for some sign of dismay. She detected none, but she didn‟t know him well enough to know how capable he might be of concealing his real feelings. “Yes. That‟s what I mean.” He closed his eyes. Keeping her eyes tear-free was so difficult. “Open your eyes so I can see what you‟re feeling.” As his lids lifted, she touched his cheek. “Dan?” “Can you talk about it, Jule?” “Yes. I had a rare viral infection in high school. I was told I would probably never be able to conceive, but I held onto the almost microscopic chance I might somehow be able to have a baby.”

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“But you couldn‟t?” “No.” She bit her lip. “That inability is responsible for the breakup of my marriage. My ex really wanted kids.” “When did he know you might not be able to have kids?” “I told him after he asked me to marry him.” “If having biological kids was so important to him why did he marry you after he knew?” She sighed. “We were young and in love and I think my hope that somehow a miracle would happen and I‟d be able to have a baby was contagious. We both wanted to believe it so we did.” Sitting on the love seat beside her, he slipped an arm around her. “What changed?” “I don‟t know if anything changed so much as he just decided it was time to face reality.” She shrugged. “Maybe he‟d fallen a little out of love with me as well. When it became clear that I really couldn‟t conceive, our marriage was basically over.” “Were you still in love with him?” “I still cared for him and I wanted to work on our marriage.” “But he didn‟t?”

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“No.” She curled hair around her finger. “I don‟t want you to get the wrong impression about him. Karl was—is a good man. He was always honest with me. He gave our marriage a fair chance and he never cheated on me. I can‟t blame him for wanting to end our marriage while he was still young enough to remarry and have a family with someone else.” He stroked her cheek. “He must be a good man if you can still speak so highly of him. Did the two of you ever consider adoption? There are a lot of kids without parents who need a loving home.” “I was more than willing to adopt, but he wasn‟t.” “Why not?” “Adoption isn‟t for everyone. Some people have a need to have kids of their own. We did discuss adoption. We even went to counseling. He worked hard to accept the idea of it, but in the end he wanted to father his own kids.” “Having biological kids was so important to him that he was willing to divorce you?” “That might not have been an option had we still been deeply in love. I can‟t blame him or you for wanting kids of your own.” A muscle in his jaw jerked before he lowered his lids for several moments. She frowned. “Dan? What‟s wrong?” He shook his head.

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“Dan?” Just as she was sure he was trying to find a way to leave gracefully, he looked up again. She caught her breath at the stark look in his eyes. “It‟s more than you bargained for, isn‟t it?” He nodded. “Actually, it is.” She sighed. “I knew it. What man your age would want a relationship with a woman who couldn‟t give him at least one child?” He shook his head. “Before you jump to conclusions, you should know I don‟t have to father biological kids to feel like a man, Jule.” She pressed a clenched fist against her chest. “You don‟t mean that.” “I do.” “How can you? You‟re young, handsome, and successful. What man in your position wouldn‟t want kids?” “I told you nothing you could say would make any difference about how I feel about you. That hasn‟t changed.” “How can my inability to have kids not matter to you?” She paused, frowning. “Unless you didn‟t really mean any of the things you said.” He shook his head, a slight smile curving the corners of his mouth. “You are one difficult person to convince.”

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“The only reason I can imagine it not being an issue for you is if you don‟t want kids.” “Oh I want kids as much as the next man.” “Then why isn‟t my inability to conceive an issue for you?” He raked a hand through his hair. “You‟re not the only one tortured by a painful secret, Jule.” “I‟m not?” She paused. “Can you share yours?” “This is not something I‟ve admitted to anyone else…not even Ti.” “You can tell me, Dan.” He sighed. “This is not an easy thing for me to admit—even after listening to your admission.” She squeezed his hand. “Will it help if I tell you that nothing short of your being an ax-murderer with several dead ex-lovers in your past will change how I feel about you?” He laughed. “Yes. It does. I can understand and accept your inability to bear children because it‟s a problem I share.” “What problem?” He raked a hand through his hair. “I can‟t father kids.” “You mean you‟re physically incapable of fathering kids?‟ “Yes!”

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The one tersely spoken word was filled with regret. She gripped his hand. “Can you talk about it?” “I played football in college. In my junior year, I was seriously injured during a tackle. I…The bottom line is that I‟m…I can‟t…” He took a deep breath. “There‟s more than an eighty percent chance that I‟ll never be able to father children naturally.” “Oh Dan. That still leaves a twenty percent chance.” He shook his head. “It took me awhile to come to terms with my…situation. At first I thought it didn‟t matter. By the time I turned 22 the reality hit me. Then it took another two years to accept it all over again. I‟ve done that now and I can handle it.” She touched his cheek. “I‟m so sorry, Danny.” “So am I. There are worse things in the world than not being able to father kids. The state is filled with kids who are longing and hoping to be adopted.” He shrugged. “Maybe you and I could adopt one or two of them and provide a loving home. Does that sound like something you‟d like to do with me?” While it would be nice to join him in his lust-induced fantasy, one of them needed to be rational. “We‟ve known each other one night, Dan. It‟s far too early to talk as if we‟re in a real relationship. Even if you don‟t mind about having your own kids, there‟s the age difference and the—”

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“Which I knew about before last night—as did you.” She released his hand and nodded. “I did know about the age difference.” “But?” “But it didn‟t matter because you were only going to be a one-night stand.” “Why should fourteen years matter when I know you‟re the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with?” Hearing the sincerity in his voice, her eyes welled. “Please be careful what you say, Dan.” He wiped the single tear that rolled down her cheek away with his thumb. “So? You want to be my woman?” Did she want to risk starting a relationship with a handsome younger lover whose lovemaking turned her world upside down? Despite the age and race difference, there didn‟t appear to be a downside to dating him. And yet…”I want to scream yes right now, Dan, but I think I need some time to think.” “How much time do you need?” “I don‟t know, but I know it‟s impossible to think rationally with you here.” “You want me to go?” “I don‟t want you to go, but I need you to go.” He sighed. “Now?” “Yes. Now. Please.”

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“Okay. I guess I can‟t expect you to feel as strongly as I do—yet.” He raked a hand through his hair and rose. “When can I see you again?” “I need a few weeks to—” “A few weeks?” He shook his head. “Forget it.” He stared down at her. “There‟s no way I‟m staying away from you for a few weeks.” She sighed. “You said you‟d be patient.” “I didn‟t say I‟d be patient for weeks.” She looked up at him. “Okay. How long will you be patient?” “I don‟t know, but I‟ll tell you now, it‟s not going to be weeks.” He bent his head and pressed a slow, warm kiss against her lips. “If you keep me waiting too long, I‟ll have to come and change your mind.” “I have no desire to string you along, Dan. My emotions are in turmoil and I just need time to sort them out.” “Okay. I‟m leaving, but know that I won‟t wait for too long.” She watched him walk out of her living room. Moments later, she heard her apartment door open and close. Damn. He was gone. She closed her eyes and leaned back against the loveseat. I hope you know what you‟re doing letting him walk away even for a short time, Jule. You are so going to regret it if he comes to his senses once he‟s away from you, shakes the dust off his feet, and never looks back.

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She sat in the living room uncertain what her next move should be. Should she call Tia and grill her about Dan? Should she call Ti? Or should she just wait to see if he called again before she allowed herself to get too excited? After two hours, she became drowsy. She‟d take a nap and then decide what her next move should be. She rose. Her doorbell rang. When she answered she found a delivery man with two dozen roses. Taking the roses to her bedroom, she read the four hand-written words on the card, I love you. Dan. She smiled and did a slow striptease, imagining she was disrobing for Dan. Standing naked in front of her mirror, she was amazed at how horny she‟d managed to keep him. She‟d know soon enough if there was any substance to the feelings he‟d admitted to having for her. Giving her dark, well-padded figure one last look, she slipped into bed. She turned onto her side to face the roses. If you‟re not very careful, you‟ll find yourself in love with him too. So be careful. Careful hell. If Dan is really is in love with you, there is no way you are going to resist returning the favor. He knows all your secrets now. If he comes back for more, you can start to take him seriously. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep. When she woke later, she called Tia.

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“It‟s about time,” Tia grumbled. “I‟ve been practically holding my cell in my hand since last night. How did it go?” “Let‟s have dinner at Pauli‟s,” she suggested of their favorite restaurant. “Sure, but I‟m dying to know how things went.” “I‟m about to shower. Can talking wait?” “You are killing me, girl.” “Tia.” “Fine. Dinner in two hours at Pauli‟s.” “Thanks, Tia.”

They ordered their meals and sat sipping ice tea. Tia pushed her glass away and leaned across the table. “Well? How did things go with Dan? What did you think of him?” “He‟s too good to be true.” Tia frowned. “In what way?” Jule struggled. “He‟s handsome, virile, he has a job, he doesn‟t expect me to be his sugar mama, he likes older women and he thinks my less than flat stomach is sexy. Of course he‟s too good to be true.” Tia grimaced. “You are such a hard sell. If he didn‟t have assets I wouldn‟t have set you two up.”

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“You set us up for a one-night stand.” “Did I?” “Of course you did.” Tia shrugged. “If you say so.” Jule ground her teeth. “You are making me crazy, Tia!” Tia sighed. “Why can‟t you just go with the flow, Jule and see where things lead?” “Because he‟s too good to be true.” “Hmmm. How are you going to know that before you give him a chance?” She frowned. “I hate it when you do that.” Tia widened her eyes. “Do what? Suggest you be reasonable?” They stared at each other in silence—until Jule‟s lips twitched. Then they both laughed. Tia grinned. “That‟s better. Now give it up. How are you feeling?” “I‟m scared.” Tia nodded. “I know you must be, but that‟s part of living. I think you should follow your heart.” “Tell me everything you know about him, Tia.” “That‟s what he asked when he showed up unexpectedly at the house this afternoon.”

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Jule nibbled at her dinner roll. “He asked you about me?” “Either you‟re in love or your hearing is going. Isn‟t that what I just said?” “What did you tell him?” “Nothing I hadn‟t already told him. You know me well enough to know that I didn‟t betray any of your confidences to him.” She nodded impatiently. “Of course I know that.” “Then what‟s the problem?” “It‟s just that…” She sighed. “Never mind. What do you know about him?” “Not much more than I told you. He‟s very successful, single and knows what he wants, which is you.” Tia grinned. “You are one lucky woman.” “I know he wants me now. I‟m just not sure how long he‟ll want me.” “That‟s the million dollar question. Wouldn‟t we all like assurances that love is going to last forever?” “Love? Who said anything about love?” “He did. I know he‟s in love with you. I know that must be scary so early in the relationship, but let‟s be real, Jule. Love doesn‟t come with any guarantees.” “I know that.” “How do you feel about him?” “I want him.” “He wants you. You want him. Sounds like a match made in heaven.”

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“Maybe, but—” “I don‟t see a problem, Jule.” “The problem is he can‟t really be in love with me.” Tia scooped up a spoonful of chocolate ice cream. “Why not? Wait a sec. Let me guess. Because you don‟t believe in love at first sight?” “Come on, Tia. Be honest. Who really believes in love at first sight?” “Excuse me? I believe in it. Martin and I both fell in love the moment we saw each other. And in case you haven‟t noticed lately, we‟re still in love with each other.” “I know you two are still in love, but I think you mean you fell in lust at first sight. Not love.” “No I don‟t mean we fell into lust at first sight.” “Lust can happen on sight. You can‟t love someone you don‟t know. Really knowing someone takes time.” Tia cast a quick glance up towards the ceiling. “I have a news flash for you, Jule. Just because you don‟t believe in love at first sight, doesn‟t mean it can‟t and doesn‟t happen.” Jule shrugged. “Who says I don‟t believe in it?” “If you believe in it, why are you so certain he can‟t be in love with you?” She frowned. “Did you tell him about…”

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“Yes. I told him.” “And?” “And he said it didn‟t matter.” She hesitated before deciding she couldn‟t share Dan‟s confession with Tia without his permission. “And?” Tia prompted. “And I believed him.” Tia pointed a finger at her, her dark eyes shining. “There. You see? He loves you.” She tilted her head. “What about you?” She shrugged. “I could easily lose my heart to him.” “Could or have?” She shook her head. “To be honest, I don‟t know which. That‟s what scares me about how I feel.” “But you definitely like him?” “I definitely more than like him.” “Then just go with the flow, girl, and see where it leads you. I know that accountant‟s brain of yours wants to look at it from all angles in practical terms, but for once, just feel instead of analyzing everything two ways from Sunday.” “Two ways from…I don‟t do that.” “Oh yes you do, but you‟re not going to do it this time.” “Tia—”

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“Don‟t Tia me. Promise me you‟ll be a woman first and an accountant last.” “Okay. I promise.” “Good. Now. Let‟s eat so we can go shopping for our dresses.” “Our dresses? I‟m always up for shopping. Are we buying dresses for a special occasion?” “We‟re going shopping for dresses for your wedding.” Tia pretended to dab at her eyes. “I just know I‟m going to cry.” Jule laughed. “My wedding? Get a grip, girl. I‟ve known him one night.” Tia nodded and clasped her hands together. “That‟s what makes it all so very romantic. He took one look at you weeks earlier and fell in love. Now that he‟s met you and spent an absolutely magical night with you, he‟s even more in love.” “And just how do you know the night was magical?” “You mean besides the gooey look in your eyes?” Jule grimaced. “Yes. Aside from that.” “He told me his night with you was magical. What could be sweeter?” Tia shook her head. “If I keep thinking about it, I‟m going to start crying now.” She reached out and clasped Jule‟s hand. “I am so happy for you.”

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She eased her hand from Tia‟s. “Don‟t get nuts, girl. Not yet. You‟ll get me all worked up and believing this is real and if it turns out not to be, I‟ll be crushed. Let‟s talk about something else.” “Fine, but I can see the writing on the wall—even if you won‟t see it. And I am not going to be caught flatfooted when he pops the question and you scream yes. So let‟s go shopping.” She shook her head. “You are absolutely impossible.” Tia laughed. “I know. So let‟s shop.”

They went shopping, but Jule resisted Tia‟s efforts to buy a special dress. “Fine, play hardball, Jule.” She laughed and slipped an arm through Tia‟s. “Lighten up, girl.” Tia gave her an exaggerated sniff. “Whatever.” She smiled suddenly. “Let‟s see how strong you are when we get to Victoria‟s Secret.” Once they were surrounded by exquisite lingerie, thoughts of Dan‟s reaction as he removed one of the many sexy teddies or thongs excited Jule. When she couldn‟t decide between three different teddies, she bought all three. Tia smiled. “So you won‟t admit he could be your Mr. Right, but you plan to keep him a happy Mr. Wrong?” Jule laughed. “Stop that. I just need a little space and time.”

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“All kidding aside, Jule, why do you need time if it feels right with him?” “I didn‟t say…” “I know you didn‟t say it feels right. You didn‟t have to. I know you just as well as you know me. So I‟m wondering why you feel the need to keep him dangling.” She turned from the mirror where she‟d been admiring herself in a black lace teddy. “I don‟t think it‟s fair to say I‟m keeping him dangling. We‟ve spent one night together and shared one meal. It‟s not like I‟ve been stringing him along for months.” Tia nodded and lifted her hands, palms out. “You‟re right, but I‟m just so anxious to see you in a happy relationship again, I‟m running ahead while you‟re still walking. Bear with me.” “I know it‟s just because you‟re excited for me, but I need to be sure it‟s real for both of us.” “Before what? Are you having issues with his age?” Julie shrugged. “Maybe a little issue.” “Why?” “Let me dress.” She returned to the dressing room. After she emerged, they walked to the counter together.

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When she handed the sales woman her credit card, she turned to face Tia. “He‟s fourteen years younger and he‟s gorgeous. He should have a supermodel on each arm.” Tia nodded. “You know you‟re right.” She looked Jule up and down. “So what the heck does he see in you?” “Hey, girl!” “Don‟t hey girl me. I‟m agreeing with you.” “When I don‟t want you to.” Tia laughed and then quickly sobered. “Even if you think he should be with supermodels, you need to realize that‟s not what he wants. He wants you. And you know what, girl? You look pretty good yourself.” “Oh Tia you are adorable.” “Yes. I am.” She glanced at her watch. “It‟s getting late. We‟d better get out of here.”

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Chapter Eight

Tia had been upset when she learned Karl and his new wife had bought a house within a ten-minute drive of Jule‟s apartment. After the initial shock of encountering them both at the local supermarket, Jule had conditioned herself to the possibility of encountering either one or both of them from time to time. The last time she‟d seen Karl was three months earlier when he‟d called to ask her to lunch. Over coffee, he‟d told her Sheena was pregnant. While part of her had been happy that Karl was going to be a father, another part of her had been hurt and jealous. It had taken three days and endless pep talks from Tia before she was able to shake off her depression. This time, after the initial surprise, she was pleased that the familiar ache of regret and shroud of depression, which such encounters usually stirred in her, was absent. She was finally over him. She smiled. “Hi. How are you?” “Fine. Great.” “How‟s Sheena?” His eyes lit up. “She‟s fine. What about you? How are you?” “Good.”

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He gazed into her eyes. “You are?” She nodded. “Yes.” “I‟m glad to hear that. Are you seeing anyone?” They had parted on friendly terms and she knew he feared she might still be in love with him. “As a matter of fact, I‟ve met someone.” He released a deep sigh. “You have no idea how glad I am to hear that.” She touched his arm. “Actually, I think I do.” He looked briefly away before meeting her gaze again. “You know I never wanted to hurt you.” “Yes I do know that, Karl.” “This guy you‟re seeing… are things serious with him?” “He said he fell in love with me the first time he saw me.” “Things don‟t get any more serious than that. What about you, Jule? Are you in love with him?” “Yes.” She paused, admitting her true feelings for Dan for the first time. She nodded, a smile spreading across her face. “Yes. I am. He knows I can‟t have kids, but it‟s not an issue with him.” He sighed. “I didn‟t want it to be an issue between us, but—”

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She shook her head and touched his arm. “It‟s all right, Karl. You tried and that‟s all I could have asked or expected of you. Maybe now we can both be happy.” “You have no idea how much I‟d like that.” “Yes I do. You‟re a great guy and Sheena is very lucky to have you—as I‟m sure you‟re feeling lucky to have her. So please don‟t feel guilty for wanting to father your own child.” “Then you‟re going to be all right?” “Going to be?” She shook her head. “I am already all right.” He squeezed her. “Thank God.” She leaned up to kiss his cheek. “I‟m fine so you can stop worrying about me.” He hugged her briefly before releasing her. “He‟ll probably think it‟s a little kinky, but I‟d like to meet him some time.” She wasn‟t sure how Dan would react to the idea of meeting Karl. “I‟ll tell him. And now I‟m going home to call him. Say hi to Sheena for me.” Eager to talk to Dan, she called him on her cell phone as she continued the walk home. He answered on the second ring. “Hello.”

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She experienced a tingle of pleasure at the sound of his warm, deep voice. “Hi, Dan.” “Jule! How are you honey?” “Eager to see you,” she admitted. “Are you free? Can you come over?” “Hell yeah.” She smiled. “Great. I‟m on my way home from my walk. I‟m looking forward to seeing you soon, Dan.” “I‟ll be there baby.” She returned home and quickly undressed. He arrived shortly after she stepped out of the shower half an hour later. Wrapping a large towel around her damp body, she admitted him into her apartment. She took the roses and bottle of wine from him. “Hi,” she said, feeling shy. She lifted her face, eager to be kissed senseless. Instead of kissing her lips, he pressed a gentle kiss against her cheek and whispered something soft and sweet against her ear. She placed her hands on his chest. “What did you say?” “I said I love you. You have a problem with that?” She smiled, her heart racing with joy. “Nope.”

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He arched a brow. “You don‟t? Don‟t you want to tell me it‟s too soon for me to be in love with you or something along those lines? She gave him a wide eyed look. “Who am I to tell you how you feel? Especially when I like the idea of your loving me.” “It‟s about time.” “It‟s been—” “Five long, lonely, scary, miserable weeks.” “They were that way for me too.” “My patience was just about exhausted.

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epiphany?” “There wasn‟t any one thing. It‟s been coming on since we met. Each bouquet of flowers, fruit basket, or card reinforced what you said the last time we saw each other.” “Right. So what brought about this epiphany?” She laughed. “Ok. I ran into my ex.” “Your ex-husband? The nice guy you‟re still half in love with?” “Let me put the roses in water and put the wine away and then we can talk.” He arched a brow. “After more than 30 days of missing you, I want to do more than talk.” She licked her lips and grinned at him. “So do I.”

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“Now you‟re talking.” “Wait here and I‟ll be right back.” “Okay.” She went to the kitchen to put the roses in a vase and the wine in the refrigerator before looking into the living room. Standing in the doorway, she watched him at the windows. “Dan?” He turned from the window, a smile on his face. She pointed over her shoulder. “‟I‟m going to get into something more comfortable.” He leered at her. “Just take the towel off and that‟ll be sexy enough for me.” She smiled. “Patience. I think you‟re going to like what I slip into.” “Okay.” He nodded. In her bedroom, she quickly tossed the towel aside. Smiling at her reflection, she slipped on a new pair of black, silk thongs. Leaving her breasts bare, she pulled a sheer camisole on before slipping on a pair of loose, cotton shorts. Dan paced the floor when she returned to the living room. “Hey.” “You‟re even lovelier than I remembered.”

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Noting the sincerity in his voice and eyes, she smiled. “Oh, Dan. You make me feel so beautiful and special.” An eternity passed while she waited for him to cross the room to take her in his arms. “That‟s exactly what you are, my Jule…my sweet, lovely, Jule.” He kissed her neck. “I‟ve missed you.” Burrowing into his embrace felt so right. “I‟ve missed you too, Dan.” Taking her hand in his he led her over to the loveseat. He sank down, drawing her on his lap. “Now tell me about your upstanding ex.” She linked her arms around his neck. “You want to talk about Karl with my big ass on your lap? Can‟t you think of anything else you‟d rather do?” His fingers seemed to burn the sides of her butt. “Nice try, now tell me what happened when you saw your upstanding damn ex.” “You don‟t need to sound so condescending. He really is a good man, Dan. He didn‟t cheat and he didn‟t stray. He just wanted his own children. Who can fault him for that?” “Whatever.” She laughed. “What happened when you met him” “I felt this incredible relief and you know why? Because I knew as soon as I saw him that it was gone.”

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“What was gone?” “The…I call it the familiar ache of regret for what we‟d once shared and lost. When I saw him and I didn‟t wish myself back several years earlier when we were still in love, I knew it was over.” She smiled and stroked her fingers through the hair at his nape. “More importantly, I knew why it was over.” “And that would be…?” “You.” She rubbed her nose against his before leaning back so she could look into his eyes. “I knew I didn‟t want to rekindle the past with him because I was ready to accept a future with you—if you still want me.” “Do I still want you? Hmmm.” He frowned. “That‟s a tough question to answer off the top of my head.” She glowered at him. “You are treading on dangerous ground, Danny boy.” He grinned. “Tell you what. Let me think about it for a few weeks and I‟ll get back to you when I make up my mind. How‟s that?” “A few weeks? How‟s this?” She leaned close to pepper his lips with soft nibbling kisses. She stroked her fingers through his hair. “How about we go to bed and sleep on it? You think that might speed up the deciding process some?” Dan slipped a hand between their bodies and up her top to caress her breasts. “I don‟t know.” He licked her lips. “You want to try it and see?” “Yes,” she whispered.

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He set her on her feet and rose. “Let‟s go find out, my lovely.” “Let‟s.” In bedroom, she turned on her CD clock radio. Slow, suggestive jazz filled the room. Spreading her arms held wide, she looked at him. “What do you think?” “I think you are the sexiest woman I‟ve ever had the pleasure of loving— even if you are severely overdressed.” “I‟ve never had a lover make such sweet, seductive verbal love to me.” “What do you plan to do about that?” “This.” She pulled off her camisole and thong. Turning in a slow circle, she gave him ample time to ogle her ass before she turned to face him. “So?” “Damn you are beautiful with an ass that‟s calling to my cock and palm.” Feeling sexy and wanton, she lay on the bed, leaning against her headboard. “Your turn.” “To fuck you senseless?” She cupped her breasts and licked her lips. “In a moment, but there‟s something I want you to do for me first.” “And that would be?” “Strip for me.” In the process of pulling his socks off, he paused and looked at her. “Strip for you?”

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“Yes.” “What do you think I‟m doing?” “I mean do it slowly…suggestively.” He arched a brow. “What do I get if I do?” She parted her legs and rubbed her slit. “As much pussy as you can handle. Is this incentive enough?” “In two words—hell yeah.” “I thought it would be,” she said, delighted at how certain she felt with him. “So take it off, Danny boy…every stitch.” She bent her legs and slipped two fingers inside herself. “Damn you‟re turning me on,” he said, slowly removing his trousers. “That‟s the idea.” She slipped her fingers in and out of her slit. “By the time you‟re naked, I want you as hard and aroused as I am wet and ready to be fucked.” “I love it when you talk dirty. To hell with slow.” He pulled off the remainder of his clothes in quick order, leaving only his briefs on. He stood still in front of her for several moments. Noting the semi-erect state pressing against his briefs, she smiled. “Nice.” He turned around. “How about from this angle?” “Nice view. I love a man with an ass you can bounce a quarter off.”

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With his back to her, he moved his slim, but powerful hips suggestively from side to side. Glancing at her over his shoulder, he parted his legs and cupped a hand over his cock. “You have a beautiful body, baby,” she whispered. “Now let me see you shake that tight, beautiful ass of yours.” He pushed his dark briefs down his thighs. Allowing them to bunch just under his balls and his semi-erect cock, he pumped himself. “Oh yeah, baby, get that thick boy nice and hard for me.” Keeping his back to her, he continued rotating his hips and pumping himself. “How‟s it coming? Show me your crown jewels, baby.” He eased the briefs off and kicked them away. She licked her lips and thrust her fingers back into herself as he turned to face her. With one hand between his legs, and the other palm on his nape, he masturbated until his thick cock was fully erect and his balls hung low and heavy. Then he made fucking motions with his hips. Her heart raced and her pussy gushed. “Dan…” “Tell me what you want.” “I want to feel you stretching me.” She lay on her back with her knees bent and her legs parted. “I want you…I need you…now. Please.”

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Crossing the room to the bed, he stared down at her, still gently pumping himself. “How much do you want me?” “So badly I‟m aching for you.” She caressed his thigh. “Please don‟t make me beg.” He leaned down and eased her hand away from her slit. He fingered her. “You‟re warm and wet…just as I like my woman to be.” He bent and kissed her lips. “And I like it when you want me enough to beg.” He flicked his thumb against her clit before plunging two fingers inside her. She arched her back, thrusting her hips off the bed. “Oh, Danny boy. I want you enough to beg. Please. Please fuck me. Now. Please.” He thrust his fingers deep inside her. “That‟s what I‟m talking about. You beg so nicely my lovely Jule. I‟m going to give you what you want.” “Yes. Please do.” “I will, but first, I have to taste your sweet pussy, my love.” She shivered and forced her legs as far apart as she could. “Who‟s stopping you? Taste me…eat me, baby.” “I will. When I have and you‟re slick and wet and ready to be fucked…” “I‟m already that, but what?” “Let‟s make love bareback.”

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The temptation to allow him to love her without protection was strong. She resisted it and shook her head. “We can‟t, Dan.” “Are you sure?” “Yes.” She moistened her lips. “Making love without protection has to come with an entire different level of…commitment.” “Hey honey, I couldn‟t get any more committed to you if I tried.” He licked her slit before he lifted his head to meet her gaze. “So let me plunge into this tight, hot pussy bareback.” “I can‟t…not yet.” “Then when?” “Can you bear with me for a little while?” “It won‟t be easy, but yes, I can bear with you.” Pressing a quick kiss against her slit, he withdrew his fingers and straightened to cross the room. There were few things sexier than watching a handsome hunk lift a condom from his pants pocket. Except maybe watching him slipping it quickly over his erection. That was beyond nice, she thought as he returned to the bed to lie on his stomach between her legs. He brushed his open mouth against her muff. “Hmmm. I love the musky aroma of your pussy.” “Taste it,” she invited. “Please.”

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“I‟m going to do more than taste it, my lovely.” Cupping his hands over her hips, he settled between her legs. He tilted her hips and rubbed the tip of his tongue against her clit. She shivered. “Hmm. Nice. So nice.” He licked the lips of her slit and then buried his face against her, streaking his tongue inside. “Oooh.” She arched her back, pressing her slit against his face.

“Yes.

Please…Oh…Please.” He slowly ate and licked her to within an inch of a scorching climax. Just as she was about to explode, he rose over her. She licked her lips and pinched her nipples. “Do it. Please.” “Yes, my lovely.” He slipped his cock into her. “Finally. I love your cock.” “It and I love you and your pussy.” “Prove it. Make love to us both.” He thrust in and pulled out of her once…twice…three times, sending ripples of delight through her that were so strong, her toes curled. His tension was almost palpable. Clearly, he wanted to pound her. Instead, he kept his movements even and deep, which created a delicious anticipation in

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her. Even as part of her wanted him to love her slowly, another part needed to come. Jule wrapped her arms around him and undulated her body in time with his, keeping her hips pressed as tight to his as she could. Her climax was so close it nearly consumed her. To hasten it, she thrust herself wildly along his length, moaning with pleasure each time their pubic hair met. Dan rewarded her sexual frenzy by pressing his mouth against hers, teasing her lips apart. He devoured her lips rather than kissed her. Her breasts felt crushed under his chest. The heightened intensity of their lovemaking pushed her closer to coming. With a few powerful strokes, she gasped, shuddered, and exploded around him. He held himself still inside her, allowing her to enjoy every last tendrils of pleasure before he started the deep, hard movements inside her. She tightened herself around him, squeezing his cock until he came moments later. After they had both recovered from their climaxes, he stretched out on the bed behind her, curling his body against hers. “You are so sweet, my lovely Jule.” She snuggled against him, feeling warm and happy. “I like the sound of that,” she murmured. He licked the side of her neck, cupping a palm between her legs. “Good because you‟re all mine. My Jule.”

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“Yes. I think I am—all yours.” She closed her legs against his hand. “I…I need you to be all mine too.” “That‟s not going to be a problem. I‟ve been all yours since the moment I saw you.” “I can‟t share you.” “You won‟t have to, my lovely. I‟ve always been a one-woman man and you‟re my one woman.” She smiled. “I‟m a lucky woman.” “I‟m a lucky man.” He kissed the back of her neck. “And I love you.” She sighed, swallowed several times, and then surrendered to her emotions. “I love you too.” He sucked in a breath and tightened his arm around her waist. “Are you sure?” “Yes.” “I hear a „but‟ in your voice. Why?” “It‟s the age thing.” “Oh come on, honey. It‟s only fourteen years and they‟ll only matter if we let them matter.” “I know they don‟t matter now, but what about when I‟m fifty or sixty and you‟re only thirty-six or forty-six? I think they‟re going to matter then.”

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“The hell they will.” He turned her to face him. “I have always preferred older women, Jule. In my late teens, I went through a period of trying to pretend females my age attracted me. They didn‟t. I don‟t see that changing. There aren‟t any guarantees in love or life, but I expect to always prefer older women in general and you in particular.” Dan touched his mouth to hers. “So can you please just accept the fact that you are my ideal woman?” She linked her arms around his neck. “Yes. I can.” He released a relieved breath. “Then you are mine?” “Yes. Yes. I don‟t think there‟s any doubt about that.” “For how long?” Jule trailed her fingers across his chest. “Let‟s start with forever and see how long it lasts beyond that. Okay?” He slapped her ass. “Okay.” She pressed herself against his cock. “Okay.” She sighed happily. “The future is looking good, Danny boy.” “That‟s what I‟m talking about.” Rolling her onto her back, he stretched out on top of her…kissing her. He kissed her again before rolling onto his side and taking her in his arms.

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It felt good to lie in his arms, secure in the knowledge that he really did love her and wanted to be with her—at least for the present. She smiled and drifted to sleep, content to allow the future to take care of its self. Either they‟d spend a few happy months making love and exploring their relationship before he lost interest in her. Or just maybe their love would last and they‟d get to enjoy a lifetime of sweet nights. She wasn‟t sure how likely that was, but she was going to do her best to increase the likelihood of it happening. In the interim, she‟d take life one sweet night at a time.

During the following months, Jule‟s confidence in their feelings for each other grew. Each passing month she grew more hopeful as he became even more romantic and seemed to need and want her more. She slowly began to allow herself to believe that their relationship was going to last. Twenty-one months after the first sweet night they spent together, a naked and aroused, Jule straddled Dan on a chair. With her arms linked around his neck, she moaned with a combination of pain and pleasure as she gave him her wedding present, their first anal fuck. They‟d prepared for their wedding night over a period of two months. During that time he had first given her digital anal fucks each time they made love. Then he‟d inserted a slender vibrator or butt plug up her ass every other time they made love.

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She shuddered and ground herself against his lap as he eased his thick cock in and out of her ass. He whispered softly to her as he reached between their bodies to rub her clit. “Oh. Yes. Oh, yes, baby. Yes.” Jule arched her body into his and came. Tightening his arms around her waist, he quickened his pace, easing in and out of her stretched ass with a tender passion that endeared him to her even more. She collapsed against him, shuddering and tightening her anal muscles around his cock. “Holy shit” He groaned and shot his cock in and out of her. She curled her hands in his hair and bit her lip. When she felt him shudder and come, she raked her nails across his shoulders. She held him, caressing his shoulders and whispered softly to him. “I love you, my Danny boy.” He shuddered and clutched her to him. “Oh damn, woman, you get sweeter every day. If you get any sweeter, I‟ll die of an overdose of sugar.” “You are so smooth, my handsome Dan.” “I mean it.” She nodded. “That‟s the wonder of it.”

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He lifted her off his cock just long enough to discard the condom and drew her back onto his lap. “I love you.” “I love you too.” “Are you all right?” “Yes.” Dan pressed his forehead against hers. “I know I hurt you when I was about to come—” “It was a little painful near the end, but I enjoyed it and I wouldn‟t undo it for anything.” He cupped her face in his hands. “You are such a sexy woman. No wonder I fell in love with you the moment I saw you. There‟s an inner sweetness, fire and passion in you that‟s totally irresistible.” Being married to him had finally made a believer out of her. “I think I fell in love with you after the first time we made love.” He arched a brow. “Then why did it take you so long to marry me?” “Hey. You only asked me three months ago.” “Because I knew you wouldn‟t have accepted before then. It took you ages to realize that I really do love you. So let‟s try this again. Why did you take so long to marry me?”

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“I was afraid. I couldn‟t believe I could be lucky enough to have you fall in love with me at first sight and I was still a little afraid of our age difference.” “And now?” “And now I‟m very happy because I know you do love me—just as I am.” With his hands on her hips, he urged her to her feet. He rose and took her hand in his. “Let‟s go to bed and make love again. And you can show me just whose woman you are.” Moments later, laying on her side with him behind her, sliding his thick bare cock into her pussy, she closed her eyes. She savored the delight of their first bareback fuck. Delicious. Absolutely delicious. “I‟m yours, baby. All yours.” He thrust slowly in and out of her pussy, cupping his hands over her breasts. “For how long?” She eased her hips backwards until she felt his big, heavy balls against her body. “Forever, my hot, handsome lover.” “That just might be long enough,” he told her in that sweet, husky voice of his. Yeah. Forever just might be long enough in a pinch—she thought as she lost herself in the joy of making love with her handsome, insatiable husband and lover. The one sweet night she had allowed herself with him had turned into what promised to be a lifetime of love and devotion. In a year or so, they‟d look into

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adoption. Sharing their love and affection with needy kids would make their lives as close to perfect as possible.

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