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A Thing Called Love
The coming together of two strong willed people from different backgrounds and ethnicities was wonderfully woven into an excitingly sexy and engaging plotline. Marilyn Lee writes a fast paced crowd pleaser that is sure to romanticize even the most stilted readers’ hearts. A Thing Called Love is a must read for all those who believe in love and all beauty it brings to the human life. -- Lady Novelistic, Romance Junkies Dan and Jamie are a stunning couple, the perfect example of opposites attracting, both physically and mentally. A Thing Called Love combines an exciting story line with romance and heat to make for a thoroughly enjoyable read. -- Ansley, Fallen Angel Reviews This story is awesome and the plot kept me reading until I was done… The sex is very hot and intense and will totally have you looking for ice. I highly recommend this book if you love great stories that involve lots of action and drama. -- Angel Brewer, The Romance Studio
A Thing Called Love is a very solid story. There was enough action, suspense and erotic sex to keep me reading nonstop… Marilyn Lee's A Thing Called Love will appeal to readers who love spicy romances with a side of suspense. -- Miaka Chase, Just Erotic Romance Reviews
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TEACHER’S PET
Marilyn Lee
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Teacher’s Pet Marilyn Lee This e-book is a work of fiction. While reference might be made to actual historical events or existing locations, the names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
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Chapter One
Devlin Jordan stood in the doorway of the classroom, staring in appreciation at the lone occupant of the room. Although he didn’t have a full view of her face, his instincts told him she was one of the loveliest women he’d ever seen. He guessed she was about five-footseven, with clear, milk chocolate-colored skin. Her lips were sensuous-looking, her hair, short and naturally curly. What looked like a delightfully full-figured body was clothed in a pretty dress that cupped her big breasts. The dress fell in graceful folds around her shapely calves. When she turned from the blackboard and spotted him, he found himself looking into a pair of golden brown eyes that sent a feeling of warmth and welcome all through him. Her slow smile turned her pretty face into a beautiful one. When she spoke, her voice was soft and slightly husky, rolling over him like a silk caress. Damn, but she was exquisite. “You must be Mr. Jordan.” She crossed the room with her hand extended. “I’m Javen Manning.” He felt a shock of desire as they shook hands. Her hand was soft, and he longed to raise it to his mouth and bury his lips in it. “I’m Devlin Jordan. Sorry I’m late. My plane was held up in Boston and I --”
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“Yes. Your wife told me you were running a little late.” She nodded to a chair next to her desk. “Please have a seat and we can discuss Brittany’s progress.” He waited until she sat before sitting next to her desk. “Actually, she’s my ex,” he said. She looked up from the papers on her desk. “Excuse me?” “Wife. We’re divorced.” He stole a quick look at her left hand, which bore no signs of having been recently occupied. “Janet’s my ex-wife. I’m not married.” He’d never been more thankful for that fact. “Yes. Of course.” She glanced down and handed him a sheet of paper. She smiled. Powerless to do anything else, he smiled too. “I think you’re going to be very pleased with Brittany’s grades this reporting period, Mr. Jordan.” He found that he couldn’t look away from her. Her smile enchanted him, as did her warm, direct gaze. A rush of desire ran through him. What would it be like to have her gasping in passion against his lips as he made love to her? His gaze settled on her mouth. Her lips were certain to taste as sweet as they looked. He wondered if she were amenable to learning the seductive art of sexual persuasion. His cock stirred as he considered the possibilities. He had been happily single since he and Janet had divorced eighteen months earlier. Their divorce had been amiable, and they had maintained a friendly relationship. Still, after ten years of marriage, he felt no pressing need to settle into another serious relationship so soon. On the other hand, marriage to a woman who shared his sexual fantasies would be quite an experience. But even if Javen Manning had no more interest in his brand of sexual seduction than Janet had, the thought of a brief fling with her aroused him. He looked into her eyes again and changed his mind. He didn’t think one night with her would be enough. “Mr. Jordan? Are you still with me?”
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He nodded slowly, considering his chances of leading her down the path to the seductive art of sexual persuasion. “Ah. Sorry. My mind wandered.” “From the look on your face, it wandered to a very happy place.” What would she say if he told her what he’d been thinking? She’d probably be highly indignant. Just because she wore no ring, didn’t mean she wasn’t already taken. And he had no idea how she’d feel about dating a white man. Come to think of it, with his history, he had no business wanting to date her. He allowed his gaze to sweep briefly over her. When she smiled, she was breathtakingly beautiful. Of course there was a man in her life. Just looking at her left him longing to kiss her full lips. That was one of the first things he’d noticed about Shakia when they’d met in their freshman year of college. For months after she’d dumped him, he used to lie in bed remembering and missing the feel and taste of her lips. A woman with a naturally full mouth had always been a big turn on for him. But this woman was not Shakia. How likely was she to appreciate being gawked at? He took a deep breath and forced himself to look away from her. “Ah... you were saying about Brittany’s grades?” “She’s one of the brightest and most intelligent eight-year-olds I’ve had the pleasure of teaching. I’m positive she’s going to do well in her new class.” “Ah, yeah... right. She’s looking forward to entering the gifted program, but I know she’s going to miss being in your class.” “Well, I’ll miss having her, but this really is the best move for her. I’m sure you and Mrs. Jordan will be even more impressed with her grades next report period. Do you have any questions, Mr. Jordan?” “Yes. Are you seeing anyone?” She arched a brow. “I beg your pardon?” Damn! He hadn’t intended to reveal his interest so soon. Besides, he was there to discuss Brittany’s move to a gifted program, not to come on to her teacher. He raked a hand
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through his hair. “Do you have any conferences scheduled after this one?” he asked smoothly. “Oh. Oh!” Her brow cleared and she laughed. “For a moment, I almost thought you were about to ask me out.” He laughed with her. “I didn’t get much sleep last night, I’ve had meetings all days today, and I’m bushed. I know I’m not making much sense.” “Then if you have no questions, I won’t keep you.” She handed him Brittany’s grade sheet and rose. “I’ll let you get home to your bed.” He rose and engulfed the hand she extended in his. “Thank you for waiting for me, Ms. Manning. I’m sure you should have been out of here a while ago.” She smiled, her warm eyes twinkling with tiny highlights, her hand soft and warm in his. “Brittany thinks you walk on water, so I was eager to meet you.” “Does she? That’s not the impression she gives when I ask her to do something she doesn’t want to do.” She laughed. “Well, here it’s ‘my daddy said this’ and ‘my daddy said that.’” Her smile widened. “I’m afraid her classmates have grown tired of hearing how tall, strong, and handsome you are. Did you know she tells everyone you have the prettiest eyes and nicest hair in the world?” “No. I didn’t.” He bit back the urge to ask how she felt about white men with blue eyes, dark hair, and a raging lust for her. If things went as planned, and they usually did, he’d get the chance to know her intimately very soon. “I’ve heard so much about you. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Mr. Jordan.” “She talks about you, too. She said you were the most beautiful teacher in the whole school.”
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She paused and looked at him. Just for a moment, he wondered if she would ask him if he agreed with Brittany’s assessment of her. Instead, she flashed him a slight smile. “She’s very kind.” “And truthful,” he hastened to add. The tiny lights in her eyes flickered, and for one long, cock-stirring minute, they gazed into each other’s eyes. He made no effort to hide his interest. She gave an almost infinitesimal, but unmistakable, shake of her head. He swallowed his disappointment. Ah, well. There would be another time to gauge her interest. He gave the hand he still held a gentle squeeze. “Meeting you was a definite pleasure, Ms. Manning. I suppose it is Ms. and not Mrs.?” Their gazes met and briefly locked again. The swell of desire he felt for her surprised him. If she didn’t share this unexpected attraction, he was going to be in for a big letdown. “No, not Mrs.” She tugged at her hand. He reluctantly released it. “Good night, Mr. Jordan.” So she wasn’t interested in his not-so-subtle attempts to come on to her -- at least, not yet. Her lack of interest would make the coming chase even more exciting. He folded Brittany’s grade sheet and slipped it into his inside jacket pocket. “Good night.” She nodded. Halfway to the door, he glanced over his shoulder and found her looking in his direction. “Ms. Manning...” “Yes? Do you have a question after all?” “Yes. Can I walk you to your car?” She smiled. “Thank you. Yes.”
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He stood watching as she put the papers on her desk into a dark leather briefcase. She crossed the room to the door. She flicked out the light and walked past him. As she did, her perfume, soft and appealing, teased his senses. They left the building in silence and walked out into the cool night air. She stood just outside the doors in the parking lot, staring up at the stars, while he stared at her. The desire he felt for her was almost palpable. She had to be aware of it. She turned to smile at him. “I love the night sky.” “Why?” She shrugged. “Oh, I don’t know. I suppose because under it, anything I can dream or imagine is not only possible, but also very probable. That’s rather a heady feeling.” She laughed suddenly. “Sorry. Sometimes I get carried away.” “If you love the night sky, you must love camping.” “Actually, I’ve never been.” “You don’t know what you’re missing. There’s nothing quite like lying in the country with the stars overhead.” Except making love under the stars, but he could hardly say that to her. “You feel at peace with the whole world.” She sighed. “Sounds heavenly.” He stared down at her and had to press his lips together to keep from inviting her to go camping with him. Sexual persuasion notwithstanding, he first had to get his foot in the door before discussing making love under the stars. She gazed up at him, a slight smile on her pretty face. “Was there something you wanted to ask me, Mr. Jordan?” How could he when she continued to remind him of the distance between them by calling him “Mr. Jordan” with every other breath? He shook his head. “Not at the moment.” “Oh. Well. My car’s over there.” She pointed to a dark, two-door coupe. He gazed at her right hand. “That looks heavy. Can I get that for you?”
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“My briefcase? Why, Mr. Jordan, it’s been a very long time since a male wanted to carry my books. Thank you.” He took the briefcase from her and found it exceedingly light. They walked to her car in silence. She opened the door and turned to look at him. “Well, thanks. Good night.” “Are you?” She reached for her briefcase. “Am I what?” “Seeing anyone?” “After you? No.” She grinned at him. “Or I’d hardly be getting in my car to go home.” He had a feeling she knew what he meant but had decided to give him an out. He didn’t want an out. He wanted to know if she was already involved with anyone. “That’s not what I meant.” “Isn’t it? What did you mean?” “I meant were you seeing... is there someone special in your life? A significant other... whatever the current term is... a boyfriend or a man.” A smile twisted her lips. “Well, if there was someone special, it wouldn’t be a woman,” she told him. “Glad to hear it.” “Are you?” “Does that mean there’s no man in your life at the moment?” “That’s a very personal question, Mr. Jordan.” “My name is Devlin, and I know it’s a personal question.” “Why do you ask?” “Oh, I think you know exactly why I ask,” he countered. She looked up at him, her dark eyes shooting off tiny lights. “Do I?” “Yes. I find you...”
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He watched the tip of her tongue dart out to wet her full, sensuous looking lips. “What? You find me what?” “Breathtaking.” She took a deep breath. “Do you really?” “Yes. You are an extremely beautiful woman, but I’m sure you already know that. You must be used to hearing it from every man you meet.” The slow, wide smile that lit her pretty face made him suck in his breath. “Hardly, but it’s nice to hear from you, Mr. Jordan... very nice. Now, if I could have my briefcase?” He gave it to her. “Is that a yes? You’re seeing someone?” She slipped into her car. After a moment, the driver’s side window slid down and she gazed up at him, a provocative smile on her face. “Actually, I’m not.” “Thank God!” Her laughter, a soft, husky sound, teased his senses. “You’re very direct, aren’t you?” “Beating around the bush doesn’t get you anything but beat. May I call you?” She sighed. “I tend to think I’d really like that, but I’m not sure it would be a good idea.” “Why not?” “Have you taken a good look at me, Mr. Jordan?” “Not as good as I’d like, since I’ve always been told it’s not polite to ogle a woman, but it should be obvious that I like what I have seen.” “Do you have a thing for full-figured black women?” He supposed he’d always had a “thing” for black women, but he’d never been particularly attracted to a full-figured woman before. “Well, I didn’t... until tonight.” Her smile widened. “Are you always so smooth?” He grinned. “I am when I meet a beautiful woman.”
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“You make it hard for a woman to say no.” “Then don’t.” “Maybe I won’t.” She reached in her handbag and handed him a card before she started her car. “My numbers. Good night.” “I’ll call you.” She nodded. “I’ll look forward to your call.” Resisting the urge to push his luck by bending and kissing her, he stepped back and watched her drive away. It was as he reached his car that he realized that not only hadn’t he asked a single question about Brittany’s grades or her impending move to the gifted program, but he hadn’t even glanced at her grade sheet. Some father he was! He unfolded the grade sheet and grinned as he saw all the perfect marks. He reached for his car phone. Several moments later, an excited voice shrieked in his ear. “Daddy! Daddy, I was just thinking about you.” “Hi, sweetie. I know you were about to go to bed, but I just wanted to call and tell you how much I love you.” “I love you, too, Daddy.” “I got your grades tonight.” “How’d I do, Daddy?” “You did excellent, sweetheart.” “Are you proud of me, Daddy?” “Of course I am, but sweetie, I’d be proud of you even if you hadn’t done as well. I love you and will always be proud of you, Brittany... no matter what.” “Oh, Daddy! That makes me feel so good inside. I do love you.” “I love you, too, sweetie.” “I miss you, Daddy.”
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“I miss you, too, honey.” “Are we still going to the zoo on Sunday?” “We sure are. Now I’d better let you get to bed. I love you. Good night.” “I love you, too, Daddy. Night.” He hung up, his thoughts drifting back to Javen Manning. His cock stirred and he sighed. He needed a fuck. Would she be likely to oblige?
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Chapter Two
Javen smiled nearly all the way home, thinking of Devlin Jordan. It had been a very long time since she had been so attracted to a man at a first meeting. She hadn’t been particularly interested in a white man since college. But the tall, handsome, blue-eyed, darkhaired Devlin set her sexual passions on a quick boil. Although she didn’t usually date her students’ fathers, as of Monday, Brittany Jordan would no longer be her student. And there was something about the way Devlin Jordan looked at her that made her feel as if she were one sexy mama. Recalling the look in his eyes as they said good night at her car, she grinned. His blue eyes had practically been shooting off lustful sparks from the moment she turned and saw him in the doorway of her classroom. Men generally found her attractive just as she was, so she had never spent too much time agonizing over the fact that she apparently was always going to be full-figured. She’d always had her share of dates, but it had been several months since she’d ended her fourteen-month-long relationship with Marc Alison. Thinking of Marc and what she’d probably thrown away, she frowned. He had been a considerate companion, gainfully employed, and handsome. More to the point, he’d been generous with flowers, love notes, and displays of affections. He had swept her off her feet
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and into his bed within three months of their meeting. In bed, he had satisfied her physical passions. He was everything a woman could want in a man. She had convinced herself she was more than a little in love with him. Yet when she lay alone in bed at night, she found herself longing for a love and passion that would overwhelm her senses and sweep her up into a vortex of emotions she could not control. She wanted to meet a man who would set her soul on fire and make it impossible for her to do anything but fall madly, passionately in love with him. She knew that would never happen with Marc. Yet, the practical part of her urged her to forget her wild yearnings and settle for the love and devotion of a good man. The inner woman in her wouldn’t allow that -- at least not until she’d had one last, wild fling. She wanted marriage and at least two children, but she wanted to have them with a man who turned her world upside down. Marc had expressed a willingness to wait while she sowed her wild oats, but he was too good for her to use in that way. She had rejected his proposal. Lately, she had begun to think she’d been a fool for walking away from Marc -until she turned and saw Devlin Jordan staring at her. One look into his blue eyes and all the passion and flaming need she’d longed for with Marc had flared in her. Clearly, she’d met the man to have one wild fling with. When she’d had her fill of Devlin, if Marc was still interested, she’d settle down and never look at another man. But before that happened, it would be very nice to be wined, dined, and romanced by a handsome man who clearly thought she was an exciting woman. She didn’t delude herself into thinking she and Devlin Jordan could or would have a serious, long-term relationship that might lead to her ultimate goal of marriage and children. Still, she liked the idea of a short, steamy tryst with him that would satisfy her need for a feverish, lust-filled affair.
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The phone rang as she entered her apartment. She put her briefcase on the hall table, kicked off her shoes, and picked up the phone, expecting it to be her friend Keisha. “Hey, girl,” she said. “Hi,” a deep male voice answered. “Oh.” She hesitated. “Mr. Jordan?” “Actually, this is Devlin.” “Oh! Hi.” “I know it’s short notice, but I wanted to ask you to have dinner with me tomorrow night.” “Tomorrow night? You’re a fast worker.” “I’m eager to see you,” he said. “Are you free?” She discarded any thought of playing hard to get. She was old enough, and confident enough in herself and what she wanted and needed, not to have to play games. “Yes, I am.” “May I take you out?” “I’d like that,” she admitted. “So would I. When can I pick you up? Do you have any plans for the afternoon? What do you like to do? Where would you like to go?” “I have some papers I have to grade in the morning and maybe part of the afternoon.” “You need to work on Saturday?” “Sometimes. I tutor in my spare time, which sometimes requires me to work after hours. Would you like to come over? We could have sandwiches and listen to oldies. Do you like oldies?” “That depends on the oldies.” “Motown,” she said. “Oh. The good oldies,” he said.
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“Yeah.” She smiled. “So you want to come over around twoish?” “Yes. Can I bring anything? Wine... dessert?” “Just bring yourself and a healthy appetite.” “I’ll see you then.” “Good night.” “Good night. Hey! Wait a minute. I don’t know where you live!” “It’s on the card I gave you,” she reminded him. Then, still smiling, she hung up. She stood at the phone table, lost in thought for several moments, before she shook her head and went through to her bedroom. She undressed, ran a tub full of her favorite bubble bath, and sank into the warmth, closing her eyes. A picture of Devlin Jordan’s handsome face formed in her mind. She didn’t dismiss it. She had a feeling she was going to enjoy getting to know him in the biblical sense sooner rather than later. From the way he’d looked at her, she had no doubt that’s what he wanted. Although she’d dated a white guy briefly in college, she had never slept with any man who wasn’t black. The thought of allowing Devlin Jordan to make love to her sent a definite and undeniable surge of desire through her. And the thought of him fucking her increased the heat in her tenfold. Sometimes she liked it soft and sweet, as in making love. Other times she liked it rough and hard, as in fucking. There was nothing as sexy as a raunchy fuck with a handsome, lusty man.
***** The next afternoon, she was halfway through grading the compositions of the middle school students she tutored on the side when her apartment bell rang. She looked at the clock over her bedroom door. Twelve-oh-two. In another hour or so, she would need to change from the comfortable sweats she wore and put on her face to prepare for Devlin Jordan’s arrival. She shook her head and rose from the desk in a corner of her bedroom. If
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she was going to sleep with him, and she was, she couldn’t very well keep thinking of him as “Devlin Jordan.”
Barefoot, she walked to the apartment door and flicked her intercom switch. “Yes?” “Hi. It’s Devlin.” “Devlin?” She glanced down at herself. The sweats weren’t only old, they were baggy and worn in several places. She wore no underwear, and her breasts sagged. Her nose was probably shiny and her lips were bare. “You’re too early. I’m not dressed. Go away and come back later!” “I know I’m early, but I couldn’t wait any longer to see you. Let me in.” “No way!” “I’m a desperate man,” he told her, his voice deepening. “I barely slept a wink last night for thinking of you. If you send me away, I’m liable to have an accident. Do you want that on your conscience?” He hadn’t slept a wink for thinking of her? He certainly said all the right things. “I’m not dressed, and I don’t have on any makeup.” “Neither do I.” He sounded amused. “And the thought of your not being dressed doesn’t distress me in the least. In fact, the thought holds definite appeal. Let me in.” She turned and pressed her back against the door. He would see her like this eventually. But she was definitely not at her best now and -“Javen?” She liked the way he said her name. And she sure liked that he was so eager to see her. Still, she needed to at least put on some underwear. She wasn’t about to let him see her with her breasts hanging like this and -“Javen? Let me in. Please.”
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She pushed away from the door and took a quick look at her reflection in the mirror above the hall table. Her eyes sparkled, her face felt hot, and her stomach churned. She was damp between her legs. She was eager to see him. More, she was eager to find herself sprawled on a bed with him lying between her legs, his cock buried balls-deep in her pussy, his lips either crushing hers or wrapped around one of her breasts. She wanted him, and she wanted him now. Accepting her unabashed lust left her feeling wonderfully free. She released the front door lock. Her apartment was on the first floor and moments later, a knock sounded on her door. “It’s Devlin, Javen.” She took a deep breath and opened the door. The gifts in his arms included a bottle of wine, a colorful bouquet of flowers, a box of expensive chocolates, and a large, red apple. “I hope you’re satisfied. I planned to put on a new outfit and to be perfectly made up and smelling of my favorite perfume when you arrived.” She grimaced. “See what you get instead for arriving two hours early?” His gaze went first to her lips, and she only just managed not to squirm. Without lipstick, her lips were two toned. She saw his eyes darken as he noted her breasts, clearly braless under the old top. His gaze remained on her breasts for a long time before he looked into her eyes. “You look... ah... “ “Tacky? Unappealing? Braless --” “Good enough to eat whole,” he interrupted. “Especially the braless part of you.” He smiled suddenly. “Hi.” Delighted that the sight of her not-so-firm breasts excited rather than turned him off, she relaxed. She gave him a warm, lingering smile. “Hi, yourself.” “I come bearing gifts to entice you.” “So I see. And very nice gifts, too.” She picked up the apple and took several bites out of it, enjoying its sweetness. “I am suitably enticed.” She grinned. “This apple is a nice touch. You trying to give me a message?”
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“Absolutely. You’re a teacher, and I’d love to be your pet.” She finished the apple before taking the flowers and wine from his arms. “I’ll put the wine in the fridge and the flowers in water.” She nodded to the living room. “Would you put the chocolates on the table there? And please make yourself comfortable while I change.” He put the chocolates on the table. “Don’t change on my account,” he said. She turned back to face him. “Of course I’m going to change on your account. I plan to put on an outfit that will completely dazzle you and knock your socks off.” And hopefully make his cock very hard. She sucked in a breath at the wanton thought. He smiled. “I’m already dazzled, and I’m not wearing any socks. But if I were, I’m sure they’d have been knocked off the moment you opened the door.” Her feelings stunned her. At thirty-two, she had imagined herself in love a few times, most notably with Marc. But never had she felt so right with a man so soon after meeting him. There she was without her face and with her breasts hanging halfway to her ribs, and instead of being embarrassed, she felt sexy as hell. It was almost as if they’d grown comfortable with each other during the course of a long, intimate relationship. “This is not the impression I wanted to make on our first date.” His gaze went to her breasts. “It’s a very pleasing impression, Javen.” “Well, I’m not going to have you staring at my breasts all day.” “What if I promise not to stare?” “I wouldn’t believe you,” she told him. He laughed. “Okay, but I think you should know that if you put on a bra, you’re going to greatly diminish my pleasure in the day.” She smiled. “I’m sure you’ll learn to cope.” “My coping skills are almost nonexistent,” he warned. “You could really be damaging my psyche if you put on a bra. You wouldn’t want to do that, would you?”
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“You can hardly expect me to flop around like this all day.” “Can’t I? Why not?” The sexual banter excited her. “Because sooner or later you’d be tempted to touch.” “Why would that be so bad? Are they off limits?” The huskily voiced questions sent a coil of heat all through her. “You don’t think I plan to let you play with my breasts on a first date, do you?” “Well, not before we’ve been introduced. But afterwards, why not?” “Introduce you?” “Yes. I’d love to meet them in their natural, unencumbered state.” Her nipples hardened, her face flushed, and a surge of desire sizzled through her. She wet her lips. “Believe me, I will introduce you.” “There’s no time like the present.” She shook her head. “The living room is to your right, the balcony just beyond that. Make yourself comfortable and I’ll be back in about twenty minutes.” “Wait a minute. If I’ve embarrassed you or overstepped the boundaries, I --” “I’ll let you know when you overstep them,” she said. He grinned. “So? Can I say a quick hello to the lovelies before you put them away?” Her stomach muscles tightened, and heat and dampness rushed to her pussy. “That would be a very bad idea.” “I think it would be a great idea. I only want to say hello.” “With your eyes? Or with your hands and mouth?” He raked a hand through his hair. “Does it matter?” She’d always done what was expected of her. She’d never felt truly free to surrender to what her aunt would call her baser instincts. After all, not many parents at the private school
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where she taught would welcome an adventurous grade-school teacher instructing their children. She savored the idea of doing the unexpected. The thought of him touching her breasts on a first date sent a surge of sexual hunger all through her. Just once, it might be exhilarating to do something wild and unexpected... like “introducing” her breasts to this handsome man who excited her sexual passions as no other man ever had. She felt almost lightheaded with a surge of primal animal passion. Without stopping to consider the consequences, she lifted her top and revealed her breasts. He sucked in a breath. “Oh... damn... they’re large.” The breath caught in her throat. “Do you... like large breasts?” He lifted his gaze briefly to hers. “Ever met a man who didn’t?” “As you can see... without a bra... they sag in the most awful way.” “Awful way? Are you kidding? They’re beautiful.” “You... think so? Don’t most men like those round, perfectly portioned globes --?” “I don’t know what most men like. I only know what I like, and I love what I’m seeing. Can I touch them?” Her stomach muscles tightened. This nonsense of baring her breasts for him had gone far enough. Yet the raw sexual tension between them overwhelmed her. She wet her lips and whispered one word: “Please.” In a flash, she found herself pressed back against the wall with his big hands on her waist, his gaze locked with hers. “Do you know how beautiful you are?” She felt hot, needy, and incapable of thinking clearly. She just wanted to feel. It had been a very long time since she had felt this level of sexual exhilaration. She wanted to savor his obvious desire for her. “I know you make me feel beautiful.” “You are beautiful... and so damn sexy.”
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She tingled with desire as he brought his hands up from her waist to cup them over her breasts. A jolt of electricity shot down her spine. He hefted her flesh in his palms, seeming to delight in their weight. “How could any man not fall in love with these big, beautiful delights?” As he spoke, he lowered his head. He did it slowly. She knew he wanted to give her time to object. She remained silent until his lips brush across her breasts. Then she moaned. “Oh.” The tip of his tongue touched her nipples, and she shivered. She leaned against the wall, her eyes closed, her mouth moving silently. He kissed her breasts again and then settled his warm, voracious lips over her right breast. Moisture rushed between her legs. He began a gentle sucking motion that turned her legs to mush. He alternated sucking her right and left breasts until they ached and her pussy gushed. She gasped, moaned, and made no protest when he slid a hand down her belly and into the top of her pants. She heard his breathing quicken as he discovered she wore no panties. His questing fingers quickly found their target and slid into her already slick opening. “Oh! Oooh!” A wave of heat shot through her. It had been so long since she had felt anything in her pussy other than her own fingers. She moved her butt against the wall, spreading her legs to give him greater access to her aching core. Still sucking and licking her breasts, he took advantage of the new position to slip his fingers deeper inside. She was so hot and excited, it only took a few strokes of his thumb against her clit to make her clasp his head close against her breasts, sigh in ecstasy, and cream his fingers. Even after she came, he continued to gently pump his fingers inside her and suckle at her breasts. The motion of his thrusting fingers created a hunger for his cock. But it was so nice to have him soothe her all the way through her orgasm. As she slumped against the
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wall, trembling with the afterglow of her climax, he removed his fingers from her. Giving each nipple a last, lingering kiss, he lifted his head. He pushed her sweats down over her hips, cupped his hands over her behind, and pressed his body against hers. She felt his cock, and trembled. His blue eyes, dark with lust, stared down into hers. She supposed he wanted her to jerk him off, which was only fair. Besides, she was eager to say hello to his cock. She licked her lips and raised her right hand. Before she could palm him, he drew away from her, thrusting his hands into his pant pockets. “Damn! I enjoyed that.” She wiggled her hips. “So did I.” He removed his hands from his pockets and placed them on her hips. “Glad to hear it, but I really didn’t mean to do that.” “Didn’t you? You did it so well.” Her face burned with the admission. “You must have had a lot of practice.” He smiled. “I aim to please.” “And you did.” She took a deep breath. He kept his gaze locked on hers. “I really didn’t mean to finger you like that.” “I’m glad you did. It was... good.” He grinned. “It would feel even better out in the country under the stars. And afterwards, we could make love or fuck if you liked.” She leaned back against the wall, licking her lips, her pussy still exposed. It amazed her how comfortable she felt with him. “Are you inviting me to go camping with an ulterior motive?” “Ulterior? No. I want to take you camping and make love to you. I readily admit it.” He moved closer to her and palmed her, sending a jolt through her. “I would love to have you lying naked, under the stars, full of my cock.” He slipped a finger inside her.
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She moaned softly. “Love under the stars is a fantastic experience... of course, what we just did was pretty fantastic, too.” She hadn’t actually done anything but come. He must need some attention now. “To be fair, I suppose I should offer to --” “No. You shouldn’t.” He withdrew his finger, pulled her sweats up, and stepped away from her. “I’ve said hello. That’s all you agreed to. I’ll let you go change.” “You don’t expect me to --” “I know what just happened was more than you bargained for. It was certainly more than I’d planned to do -- at least when I arrived. I won’t pretend I don’t want to sleep with you. I do, but I don’t expect it to happen today, and I don’t expect anything else except oldies and something to eat.” She nodded and turned away. Why should she be disappointed that he’d shown no interest in having her jerk him off? He was probably trying to show her he could be a gentleman. Too bad all she wanted was to get her hands on his cock. Just her luck to let her hair down with a man intent on showing her he could control his passions. “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll be back shortly.” “I’ll be here.”
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Chapter Three
In the bathroom, she removed the sweats and stood staring at her naked body for a long time. She smiled, confident that he found her imperfect body sexy. She turned on the water. Wait until he felt her pussy clamping like a vise around his cock. Still smiling, she stepped into the shower. Even with cool water cascading over her head, she felt hot and excited thinking about what she’d allowed him to do on their first date. God only knew what he’d expect, or she’d let him do, on their second date. Instead of shaming her, the thought ignited her passions anew. She was not going to pretend she didn’t want him. If they ended up in bed on their second date, so much the better. The sooner they hit the sack, the sooner she could get her need for a wild fling out of her system. Then, if fate was kind, Marc would still be in love with and still want her. As she dried off, she decided to wear the new mauve two-piece pantsuit Keisha, a designer and tailor, had made especially for her. The shell had a built-in bra that made the most of her large breasts, and the pants front flattered her less than flat stomach, while emphasizing the swell of her rather hefty behind. She imagined Devlin’s big hands running over her behind. She shivered and tossed the panties in her hand aside. She was so hot for him she was in danger of going damp between
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her legs again. If she weren’t careful, she would rush into the living room -- naked, spread her legs, and beg him to fuck her hard and long. Unfortunately, she was not yet ready to be that uninhibited. She applied her make-up and sprayed on her favorite scent. Studying her reflection in the full-length mirror in her bedroom, she decided she would do rather well. She slipped on a pair of two-inch heels and the pair of diamond studs her aunt had given her for her last birthday, and eagerly went into the living room. Devlin, seated on the loveseat, listening to a soft, soulful love song, immediately rose. “Wow! You look lovely.” She smiled, warmed by his sincere compliment. “Better than before?” “You looked lovely then, too,” he assured her. “Especially with that sweatshirt pushed up around your neck, and your hips and pussy on display.” Her pussy on display? Her cheeks burned, and yet the words excited her. Still, this hussyism was going to take some getting used to. She moistened her lips. “You know, I think I’m going to quickly grow to like you,” she said. “Even if you did arrive before I could finish grading the papers.” He shrugged. “What can I tell you? I really wanted to see you.” “It’s okay... this time, but you’d better not try it again.” She playfully poked him in the chest. “A woman likes to look her best at all times.” “You’d look good in anything,” he responded, his gaze locking on her breasts. “Even better in nothing.” “Hey.” She poked his shoulder. “My eyes are up here.” He laughed and shrugged. “So they are.” “You’re talking to my breasts again.” “I know, but if you recall, we’ve been formally introduced.”
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She laughed and ran a hand over her hair. “I can’t believe we’re having this conversation.” “Me, either, but this feels right.” She nodded. “That must explain it. This is so strange, and yet it feels... right. I mean, we’ve just met, and not only are we talking as if we’ve known each other for years, but you’ve had your fingers and lips places no other man ever has on a first date.” “I’m flattered.” “You should be. I don’t want you to misunderstand what happened between us. I don’t usually go around exposing my breasts and allowing myself to be fingered like that until I’ve known a man for quite a while.” “How do you explain allowing me to do it?” “I don’t know.” He touched her cheek. “You are so damned sexy and beautiful, and you excite my passions and make thinking rationally around you next to impossible.” She shook her head. “You don’t have to explain. Brittany told me you were thirtyeight. I’m thirty-two. I think we’re both old enough not to pretend. And I have to admit I like this feeling of... being out of control of my emotions.” He ran a hand through his hair. “I guess it’s pretty obvious what I’d like, but --” She swallowed quickly. “I guess it’s equally obvious that I’d like the same thing.” He lifted one of her hands and brushed his lips across her knuckles. He turned her hand over and pressed sensuous kisses against her fingertips. “That’s a relief. I barely slept last night for thinking about you, and I sure as hell am not likely to sleep much tonight for the same reason.” She smiled and gently pulled her hand away. “I think that’s enough honesty for the moment.” “We could go even further and have even more to talk about.”
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“Or we could save some for later. Have you had lunch?” He shook his head. “You were supposed to feed me.” The look in his dark eyes assured her he was thinking of more than food. But then, so was she. Still, she gave a little shake of her head. Letting him finger her and suck her breasts was one thing. Engaging in the fuck she wanted with a rather alarming urgency was another. No matter how much she ached for it, that was not going to happen that day. “How does ham and cheese sound?” “Any chance of getting roast beef instead?” “All right. Wheat bread okay?” “Yes.” “Mayo and lettuce and tomatoes?” “Just mustard.” “A beer?” He shook his head. “I never drink when I’m going to be driving.” “Wise man. Then it’ll have to be ginger ale or water.” “Ginger ale is fine.” He paused, his gaze catching and holding hers. She saw unmitigated desire in his blue eyes. “I don’t suppose there’s anything else to go with that sandwich?” “Like what?” “Can I be blunt?” She nodded. “Yes. I’ll be frank. I rather like dirty talk from handsome men.” “In that case, I need a fuck.” So did she. Nevertheless, she shook her head again. She was horny, not crazy. “Not on a first date.” She briefly pressed a hand against her lips. “Look, I know that must sound ridiculous after what just happened, but --”
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“Not on a first date, huh?” He thrust his hands into his pants pockets. “Well, I could sit awhile, leave, and come back, and then it would technically be a second date,” he suggested. “And we could fuck like the proverbial bunnies. Would that work for you?” She laughed and poked at his shoulder. “Do you have any idea how cute your eagerness is?” “Cute?” He grimaced. “A man doesn’t much care for being told he’s cute.” “Okay. How does ‘handsome’ sound?” “’Sexy’ or ‘irresistible’ would sound better.” She studied him. He wore jeans and a short-sleeved shirt that emphasized the breadth of his chest, while the faded jeans showed off his long legs. His shoulders were wide, his hips narrow. He was handsome, sexy, and irresistible. “You’re that, too. Now, you want to have a seat while I make the sandwiches?” “I’d rather come with you.” “Why?” “Well, if your kitchen is small enough, I could manage to accidentally rub against your butt and maybe nibble at your neck while you make the sandwiches.” She closed her eyes briefly and leaned back against the wall. “Stop it!” “Why?” “I just showered and you’re making me hot all over again.” He moved in front of her and leaned his body against hers. “Hot enough to jump in bed with me on a first date?” She opened her eyes and looked into his dark gaze. “Devlin, we’re both old enough to know better than to jump into bed on a first date.” The feel his cock against her caused her voice to drop several octaves. He stroked a hand down her cheek. “We’ll use protection.”
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“Yes. We will... but not on a first date.” He sighed and moved away from her. “Ah, well. You can’t blame a man for trying.” “No. I actually liked that you did try.” “Well. So what are we having for lunch, again?” He smiled, and she found it quite impossible not to return his smile. They made the sandwiches together and then carried them out onto the balcony, where they ate. “So? Who is Devlin Jordan?” She sipped her ginger ale. He shrugged. “Just a guy.” “Oh, come on. You can’t expect me to hop into bed with a man I know nothing about.” “What would you like to know?” “What do you do for a living? What kinds of things do you like to do for fun or pleasure?” “I think you know what I’d like to do for pleasure -- fuck you.” A fresh wave of heat rushed into her cheeks. “Other than that.” “I’m a regional manager for a software company. I travel a fair amount. I like oldies, sci-fi movies, Westerns, and slow dancing. I jog, play tennis, and camp out whenever I can. It’s your turn, Javen. You’re not married because...?” She hesitated. If she told him about Marc, he might think her fickle and easy. If she didn’t, he might think she wanted more from him than she did. “Actually, I came very close.” “How close?” “Very, but I’m sure you don’t want to hear about --” “Yes. I do want to hear about it.” “Okay. He proposed and I nearly said yes.”
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“How long ago?” “Six months ago.” He tensed. “That’s not so long ago. Why didn’t you marry him?” “I... there was something I needed to do first.” He arched a brow. “You mean you still plan to marry him?” She looked into his gaze. What would he think of her if she admitted everything? “If he still wants to marry me... “ “Are you in love with him?” She’d spent months telling herself she did love him. And she did. Didn’t she? “I care for him and I have... deep feelings for him. That’s love... isn’t it?” “Is it?” If she truly loved Marc, would she be so eager to hop into bed with Devlin? “I... don’t know.” He sat back in his seat, his eyes narrowing. When he spoke, his voice held a hint of cold steel. “Are you engaged?” “No! If I were, you wouldn’t be here.” “Then what the hell are you talking about?” “I’d rather not talk about it. It’s not important to anything that’s going to happen between us.” He reached across the table to clasp her hand in his. “I have news for you, Javen -either we talk about it now or I leave. I don’t sneak around with other men’s women. Period. Convince me you don’t belong to anyone else, or I’m leaving.” She’d never responded well to ultimatums, but there was no way she was going to let the only man to really rock her world out of her life so easily. She told him about her relationship with Marc.
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“And you expect him to just wait while you sleep with other men, and then gladly take you back?” The censure in his voice and the ice in his gaze angered her. She snatched her hand away from him. “Don’t make me sound like some floozy sleeping with everything in a pair of pants! Men have last flings. Why shouldn’t women?” She tightened her lips. “I was honest with him. I didn’t ask him to wait. Furthermore, it’s really none of your business, Devlin. All you need to know is that I am not engaged, pledged, or in an exclusive relationship with anyone else at the moment.” “And yet you say you love him?” “Men in love have last flings.” “When I fell in love with Janet, I had no interest in any last fling or any other woman.” And that’s how she’d always supposed love would be. If she didn’t feel that way with Marc... “Your wife was fortunate.” “Are you still seeing this guy?” “No! I was honest with him. He knows I need some space, but I didn’t ask or expect him to wait. If he does, fine. If he doesn’t... I’ll deal with that.” “So you just want... sex? No romance or anything serious?” Her face burned. “Are you interested in anything serious?” “I don’t know what I want beyond getting to know you in the biblical sense.” She decided that was his way of telling her not to look for anything serious from him. But that was okay because she wasn’t looking to get serious with him. She just wanted to experience the thrill of a sleazy, no-holds-barred, no-commitments-required fling with a man who was slightly taboo. At least, she knew her Aunt Liz, who had raised her, would find the thought of her having an affair with any man who wasn’t black highly taboo. “Then I guess we’re on the same page.” He gave her a speculative look. “What about you? How do you spend your spare time?”
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She shrugged. “I love dancing, reading, and going to yard sales.” “Yard sales?” She nodded, smiling. “Yard sales are a surprisingly good source for finding vases.” “Vases?” “Yes. I collect them.” “Any particular kind? I mean, you wouldn’t want a modern vase bought from a store, would you?” “It would depend on what it looks like. I’m not really into the actual monetary value as much as I’m into whether I like it or not. I have quite a vase collection. I’ll show them to you sometime if you like.” He nodded. “I think I would.” “Are you interested in vases?” “Absolutely not, but I am interested in you.” She took another deep swallow from her glass. There was something wonderfully exciting about a man who made no secret of his unabashed lust for her. Her smile widened. “As I am in you. So, tell me about the women in your life,” she invited. He leaned forward and looked into her eyes. “Even in casual relationships, I’m a onewoman man. There’s only one.” She stifled a sigh. She knew it had been too good to be true that he was completely single. “Does she know you’re here?” “Yes, she does.” “And she doesn’t mind?” “Why should she?” Her lips tightened. “Why shouldn’t she?” “I got her permission to come.”
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“Did you really?” He nodded firmly, his eyes twinkling. “Yes. Really.” She frowned. He was enjoying himself. He was selfish, and his woman was foolish for looking the other way while he chased other women. “And did you get her permission to say hello to my breasts?” “Believe it or not, I did.” So he’d been that sure of her? Her face burned and she regretted having allowed him such liberties so soon after having met him. “Just what kind of woman is she?” “Well, she has the most enchanting smile I’ve ever seen, and she is one of the most gorgeous women I’ve ever met. Just thinking about her makes me hot and...” “And what?” “You sure you want to know?” “I’m not a child or fickle. I usually mean what I say.” He shrugged. “Just thinking about her makes my cock rock hard.” She kept her smile in place with difficulty. If his present woman was so dang-blasted gorgeous and understanding, what did he want with her? “Tell me about this paragon of yours who makes your cock so rock hard.” His lips twitched, and she decided that if he dared smile, she would be hard-pressed not to read him the riot act before she tossed him out on his hard buns. “I’d like to, but I don’t know much about her yet.” She arched a brow. So he was the slam-bang-thank-you-ma’am type. “Why not?” He shrugged. “I only met you last night.” She pushed her plate away and looked at him. “I think there’s something we should get straight now, Devlin.”
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Chapter Four
Devlin sighed and sat back in his chair, raking a hand through his hair. He’d overplayed his hand and had probably been too crude and cocky. “I’ve offended you and am now about to be tossed out on my ass.” To his relief, she quickly shook her head. “On the contrary, I think we should start as we mean to go on.” “Meaning?” “We should clear the air and not spend any time playing games.” “Some adult games can be fun, but okay.” “I’m going to be very frank.” “Please do.” “I... I want to have a no-holds-barred, no-commitment-required, sleazy affair with you.” He stared at her. “You want a sleazy affair?” Although she looked more than a little embarrassed, she nodded firmly. “Before I settle down, I want to do something slightly... wicked.”
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“Javen, neither of us are married or seeing anyone special, so I can only assume you think an affair with me would be sleazy because I’m white.” She sighed. “Well... not me so much as it’s what the aunt who raised me would think. A sleazy affair with a black man would be frowned upon, but tolerated as long as I didn’t flaunt it. One with you would completely scandalize her.” He felt a knot in his stomach. She wanted to flaunt him at her aunt and she expected him to be okay with that? Not likely. “So --” “I can see by the look on your face that I haven’t explained myself properly. I don’t consider interracial relationships sleazy.” “Then what did you mean?” “I consider relationships that don’t involve any feelings and have no expectations of ever involving any sleazy.” “And that’s what you want from me?” She sighed. “I know that sounds bad, but...” “But?” She shrugged. “But that’s what I want, and I’m sure it’s not far from what you were hoping for, either.” He considered her in silence. If that was really all he wanted, why was he already losing sleep over her? “You look a little shocked.” The last thing he’d expected was to have her propose a relationship based solely on their sexual desire for each other. He should have been delighted that she apparently would have no problem with his not professing emotions he didn’t feel, but he was aware of a rather strong streak of disappointment instead. He wasn’t sure why. “A little,” he admitted. “I thought I’d have to wine and dine you for several weeks or even months before we’d get to the point of having this conversation.”
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“I want to get married fairly soon and start a family. After I’m married, I plan to be faithful forever. So if I’m ever going to do anything... exciting... it needs to be now.” She smiled slightly. “You interested?” He arched a brow. “Yes. Since you’re pressed for time, you want to rethink that annoying ‘no sex on the first date’ thingy?” She laughed and shook her head. “Nice try, buddy, but no.” He shrugged. “Well... you can’t blame me for trying.” “My turn again.” He nodded. “Okay. Shoot.” “What happened between you and your ex?” “We grew up and apart.” “But what happened?” “She said I’d changed and she no longer felt comfortable with our sexual relationship.” “Why not? What were you asking her to do?” “She said I was too domineering.” He watched a spark of interest flicker in her dark eyes. “Were you?” “I know women like to think that relationships are or should be fifty-fifty, and it might sound nice in theory. But in the real world, it’s a fact one partner is going to be more dominant than the other.” “So she wasn’t into being submissive?” “Not only was she not into being submissive sexually, she wanted to dominate me.” She tilted her head. “Isn’t that a male fantasy?” “Is it? All I know is that sure as hell wasn’t in my game plan.” “So that’s it? There was nothing... kinky you wanted her to do?”
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Her voice caught on the word kinky. He watched her face. “Do you have a special interest in kinky?” She flushed. “No!” “No?” She shook her head. “I think we should understand each other, Devlin. I’m not knocking the women who love it, but I have no desire to be tied up or spanked in the name of domination. My aunt didn’t raise no submissive.” “Have you ever tried it?” “No! And I don’t plan to with you!” He suppressed the urge to tell her she was protesting too much. “It might interest you to know, Javen, that there are means of sexual domination that do not involve spanking or restraints.” “Isn’t that another fantasy, handcuffs and spankings?” “Have you ever been spanked?” “No!” “Then how do you know you wouldn’t like it?” “I know because the very idea turns me off.” Then why were her eyes sparkling? “I’d love to introduce you to a technique I call the seductive art of sexual persuasion.” “Thanks, but no matter what pretty term you use for it, I have no desire to be sexually subordinate to anyone, Devlin. I’m one of those annoying women who insist on being on equal footing with my partner.” “And were you on equal footing with this guy you almost married?” “As a matter of fact, I was.” “Did that work for you two?”
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“Yes.” “Did it?” She lifted her chin. “Yes, it did.” “It worked so well that you say you love him and yet you rejected his proposal.” The flush spread across her face. “If you think I have some secret desire to be dominated by my lover, you’re mistaken!” Her flushed cheeks, erratic breathing, and dark eyes dancing with excitement belied her words. He wasn’t into cuffs or spankings, but there were few things more sexually exciting than an intelligent, beautiful woman willing and eager to submit to his sexual domination. His cock stirred at the thought of experiencing such a relationship with her -- even on a short-term basis. Long-term would be more ideal, but he’d settle for what she was willing to give -- at least until she realized how liberating and stimulating sexual submission could be for both partners. Actually, she’d already begun down the path he intended to lead her when she’d bared her breasts for him. Guiding her into complete sexual submission was going to be a very sweet proposition. “Why are you looking at me like that?” He brought his thoughts back to her and smiled. “I’m wondering if you’d like to dance?” “So that’s it? Conversation over?” “Yes. Dance?” “I... yes.” She nearly floated into his arms, resting her cheek against his shoulder. He held her close, loving the feel of her breasts against his chest and the solid feel of her weight against him. How had he never noticed the allure of a full-figured woman? He decided now was a good time for another lesson in the seductive art of sexual persuasion.
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He slid one hand from her waist, down past the waistband of her slacks to cup over her ass. His hand encountered her warm, bare flesh. He smiled and caressed her soft skin. She shivered and pressed closer. He slid his other hand over her other cheek, drawing her closer. She linked her arms around his neck and they slow danced in silence for over an hour. He was hard-pressed not to kiss the color off her lips each time she looked up at him with those soft, warm brown eyes of hers that seemed to look right into his soul and capture his heart. If he weren’t careful, he could find himself in over his head with a woman who had no real interest in him. If he had half a brain, he’d get the hell out of there and never look back. But with the alluring scent of her perfume filling his senses, he doubted his ability to think or behave rationally where she was concerned. He brushed his lips against her ear. “Take your slacks off so I can say a proper hello to your pussy.” “No.” He squeezed her ass. “Why not?” She lifted her head and looked at him. “Because if I do, it would take an act of God to keep your cock out of my pussy.” His hands stilled on her ass. “I’d never use force.” She shook her head. “That’s not what I meant, Devlin! I meant I’d be the one fighting to get you inside me.” He moved his right hand around her body and slipped a finger between the slick folds and into her moist pussy. “Then let me fuck you.” She shuddered and pushed against his shoulders. “Not on a first date.” He sighed. “Okay, but you’d better accept the fact that this pussy is soon going to be mine to do with as I like.” Her face flushed. “Don’t be so damned sure of yourself, Devlin.”
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Getting her to submit to him would be a challenge they would both enjoy. “It’s going to be my pussy,” he insisted. He took her hand and placed it over his groin. “And this is going to be your cock to do with as you like.” She caught her breath and drew her hand away from him. “I think we’ve been uninhibited enough for one day.” He reluctantly removed his finger from her and stepped back. “Don’t expect me to wait too long for something we both know is going to belong exclusively to me.” She turned away from him. “Dream on.” He slapped her on her ass and laughed at her gasp of surprise. She whirled to face him and he drew her close, sliding his hands down her body, under her slacks, and over her ass. She made a soft, incomprehensible sound and slid her arms around his body, holding his close. He closed his eyes and pressed his face against her cheek, surprised that, for the moment, he was content to just hold her close. Part of the thrill of the seductive chase was the anticipation of his lover’s final, wanton submission.
***** Lying sleepless later that night, he imagined he could still taste her breasts against his lips and tongue and feel the warmth of her lovely, large bare ass against his palms as they’d danced. When he finally fell asleep, he dreamt of rushing down a long church aisle. She lay naked on her back on the altar, her long, dark legs spread wide, exposing a pretty pink pussy. When he reached her, they briefly exchanged vows, he disrobed, turned her onto her stomach, spread his body on top of hers, and with their guests looking on, plunged into her pussy. As she moaned and shuddered under him, he fucked her hard and fast over and over. When he finally stumbled off her, his cum trickled down the side of one dark thigh.
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He sat up in bed, his heart pounding, half expecting to find himself in a church. Recognizing his own bedroom, he sank onto his back, breathing deeply. If he was going to start dreaming of marrying her, he might already be in over his head. Rolling over onto his stomach, he buried his face in his pillow, willing himself not to think about her. When he woke again, it was daylight. He stumbled out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Standing in the shower, his thoughts turned to Javen. He was going to need to get her into bed soon or he’d explode. He withstood the urge to masturbate. Despite all her denials, he suspected she had more than a passing interest in sexual domination. He was going to save his passion for her. Resisting the urge to call her after showering, he ate, dressed, and went to pick up Brittany. “Daddy!” She greeted him with warm kisses and a hug. “There’s my pretty girl!” Engulfing her in his arms, he pushed thoughts of Javen to the back of his head. Today belonged exclusively to Brittany. After spending the day at the zoo, he took her to her favorite restaurant, where they had burgers, fries, and milkshakes. She told him about a new doll she wanted for her upcoming birthday. He took out his PDA and allowed her to enter the name of the doll on his to-do list. Only after he dropped Brittany off did he allow himself to think of Javen again. He longed to call her, but decided revealing just how badly he wanted to sleep with her would make dominating her sexually more difficult. And he was determined to indoctrinate her into the art of sexual persuasion. He would allow her hunger for him to simmer awhile before he made his next move.
***** “So you really like him, huh?”
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Javen nodded, lifting her gaze from her salad to look at Keisha, who sat across from her on her balcony a few evenings later. “Yes. He made me feel so beautiful and sexy.” Keisha arched a brow. “Newsflash, Jai, you’re a lot more than pretty.” She shook her head. “No, I’m not, but he makes me feel as if I am. And Kei, the moment I turned from the blackboard and saw him staring at me, I immediately felt at ease with him. When I looked into his eyes, it was almost as if we’d known each other forever. I don’t think I’ve ever felt that way with another man.” “Whew! That sounds serious. So what happened when he came over?” “He’s an amazing man. He doesn’t seem to care that my breasts sag and I don’t have a tiny waist or a flat behind.” “And how would he know your breasts sag? I’m assuming you had on a bra.” She shrugged. “Part of the time.” Keisha tilted her head. “Are you telling me you walked around in front of him without a bra?” “Well, you know I don’t wear one when I’m home alone. He arrived early and insisted on coming in.” “And? Putting on a bra would have been too much trouble?” “Okay. So I wanted to gauge his reaction. Besides, it was only for a few moments, and then I went and showered, and put the girls away.” “By that time he’d already had an eyeful of those bad girls, huh?” She laughed. “He seemed to like them.” “Did they like him?” Recalling the feel of his mouth and hands on her sensitive breasts, she nodded. “Yes.” “Hmmm.” “Even after I put them away, he spent a good part of the day talking to them.”
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“Is that all you two did?” “Well... no.” She moistened her lips and told Keisha what had happened between them. “Holy hell, Jai! You let him do all that on a first date?” She flushed. “It didn’t feel like a first date. It felt like... it felt natural.” “Yeah?” “Yeah. You think it was a mistake?” “I think if you don’t want to find yourself in love with him, you’d better be careful.” “In love with him?” She shook her head. “That’s not going to happen.” “Really? When have you ever let any man... even Marc... get so close to first base so quickly? I think this Devlin has the potential to rock your world big time.” “That’s not what either of us want.” “You don’t sound that certain, and besides, just because you don’t want anything serious doesn’t mean you won’t find yourself in love with him.” Javen silently chewed a forkful of salad, her thoughts on the information she had found while surfing the Internet the night before. “Kei... do you know anything about a sexual discipline called the ‘seductive art of sexual persuasion’?” A smile curved Keisha’s lips. “Into sexual dominance, is he?” She moistened her lips and tried to project an air of nonchalance. “I... I think he is.” “You think?” “Okay, he is.” “And you’re going to see him again?” She shrugged. “I might.” “Jai!” “Okay, I am, but he is not going to dominate me in any way.”
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“If you know that’s what he likes and you’re not into it, why are you seeing him again?” “Because he’s a handsome hunk who finds my sagging breasts and flabby ass exciting.” “He’ll be clamping nipple rings on you and spanking said ass in no time. Hmmm. I wonder if he’ll use his hand or a paddle or flogger?” Javen frowned. “He won’t be using anything on me. I told him I’m not into that.” “You really think that’s going to stop a man into sexual domination?” “Yes!” She shook her head. “Don’t worry, Jai -- when you discover you like spanking, I won’t say I told you so!” A wave of heat rushed into her cheeks at the thought of his big hand raining blows onto her cheeks. “He said he’s not into spanking.” “That’s what they all say until you bare your ass, and the next thing you know, they’re fucking and spanking for all they’re worth. And you know what, Jai? You’ll love every second of it.” “You... you like it?” “Like it? No. I love it.” She pressed a hand against her chest. “There’s nothing like having your lover tug on your nipple rings while he spanks your ass until it begins to sting... all while thrusting into your pussy. And if he puts a pussy ring on your...” Keisha closed her eyes and shuddered. “Girl, the world around you explodes in a way you can’t imagine.” “So... the spanking...” Keisha opened her eyes. “It heightens your pleasure.” Javen swallowed slowly. “That’s what I read on some of the sites I surfed last night, but I didn’t believe it.”
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“Believe it. Jai, you’re about to enter a whole new world of sexual sensations. Don’t fight it. Enjoy it.” Aware that she was aroused, Javen blushed and averted her gaze. Keisha laughed. “When are you seeing him again?” “I don’t know.” She stirred her iced tea. “Actually, I thought he’d have called by now.” “How long has it been?” “A week.” “Why don’t you call him?” “Because I...” She’d bared her breasts for him and allowed him to touch her intimately. “I guess it’s a little late to worry about looking too eager, huh?” Keisha smiled. “Maybe just a little. Look, there’s nothing wrong with your calling him.” She nodded. “I think I will.” Keisha leaned forward. “What was his kiss like?” “He didn’t kiss me.” “What? He didn’t kiss you with all those natural juices flowing and the ass-grabbing going on?” “It’s because of the sparks we didn’t kiss. If he had kissed me, we would probably have ended up in bed.” She grinned. “We’d probably still be there now.” “I have a feeling one of these days you two are going to find yourselves head over heels in love.” “Why? Jeff is spanking your ass, and you’re not in love with him. Why should I fall in love with Devlin?” Keisha shrugged. “Jeff had to wine and dine me for four months before I introduced him to my pussy. You dropped your drawers for Devlin on the first date. We are talking major-league commitment on the horizon.”
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“No, we’re not.” “Why? Because he’s not black?” “That’s not the only reason. I have nothing against interracial marriages.” She fell silent, remembering a tall, slender, gray-eyed guy she’d dated for one semester in college. Although they had both wanted it, she hadn’t been ready to surrender her virginity. After spending a summer at home in separate cities, they had both returned to college and begun seeing other people. Over the years, she had often regretted not having had the courage to follow her desire and heart. Although she didn’t imagine herself in love with Devlin as she had with Chuck, she wasn’t about to make the same mistake. This time she was going to follow her desire, and at the moment, she desired Devlin; but she was not going to lose her head or her perspective over him. “Don’t forget I was wild about Chuck Tower in college.” “And let’s not forget you were afraid to sleep with him.” “That wasn’t because he was white.” “Wasn’t it?” “No. Back then, I was young and idealistic.” She smiled. “I actually thought I was going to manage to save my virginity for my wedding night.” Keisha smiled. “Hmmm. We both sort of lost that battle, didn’t we?” “Sometimes I wish I hadn’t, or at least I wish I’d had the courage to surrender it to Chuck. I think he was my first real love.” “He had dark hair and light eyes like this Devlin of yours. Sure you’re not confusing the two?” “Positive. They look nothing alike. They are nothing alike. Chuck was practically a boy. Devlin is most definitely a man. The only thing they have in common is their skin color, and I’m mature enough now that I’m not going to allow anything to get in the way if I’m attracted to a man.”
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Keisha nodded. “Yeah. Of course, your Aunt Liz may have something to say about that.” She shook her head. “No, she won’t.” “Why not?” “Because he’s not going to be around long enough for them to meet.” “Looking for a short, steamy affair, huh?” “Yes. By the time she makes her next unannounced visit, Devlin will be history.” “Oh. Well.” Keisha sipped her iced tea. “Well, maybe I’ll get a chance to meet him before you two have sex and wave bye-bye.” She grinned. “Maybe... but don’t count on it.”
***** Later that night, Javen sat propped up in bed, grading compositions, when her phone rang. She reached for the cordless phone lying on the bed next to her. “Hello.” “Hi.” Her heart thumped. “Devlin. I was beginning to think I’d lost my charm.” “There’s not much chance of that happening.” She smiled. “Glad to hear it.” “How about dinner tomorrow night?” “Okay.” “Any place special you’d like to go?” “I like Italian.” “I know just the place. I’ll see if I can get a reservation... for what time?” “Seven?” “I’ll call you late tomorrow morning.”
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“Ok.” “Unless you’re not busy now.” She wet her lips. “And if I’m not?” “I can be there in less than thirty minutes.” “With what goal in mind?” “Don’t you know?” Probably to see if she’d hop into bed with him on a second date. Not that she could blame him after her shameless behavior. Still, it wouldn’t do to allow him to be too sure of her too soon. “I’m grading papers. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” “What’s wrong?” “Nothing.” “The temperature of your voice has dropped a good twenty degrees. I thought we’d agreed we weren’t going to play games. What’s wrong?” “Nothing. I’m just busy.” “You didn’t like my response to your question.” “I asked a question and you answered it. End of story. I really need to get back to these papers, Devlin.” “Javen... Okay. Good night.” “Good night.” After she hung up, she gave an annoyed shake of her head. If she was going to start acting like an immature teenager who couldn’t make up her mind what she wanted, he wasn’t going to stick around very long. Two hours later, as she was about to slip into a bubble bath, a large bouquet of mixed flowers arrived. Her heart raced as she read the accompanying card.
If you want romance after all, it will be my pleasure to romance you. DJ.
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She smiled. It seemed he was as intelligent as he was handsome. She put the flowers on her bedside table and fell asleep with their scent tickling her nostrils. He arrived the next night with another lovely bouquet of flowers. She smiled. “They’re beautiful, Devlin.” He stroked her cheek, then tipped up her chin. “So are you.” She wet her lips. Was he going to kiss her? “You are so beautiful, you take my breath away.” She stared silently up at him, her lips slightly parted. He pressed the ball of his thumb against her lips. “Damn, Javen, you...” “What?” She spoke the word in a breathless rush. He dropped his hand and stepped away from her. “We should go.” She touched his arm. “Devlin...” He shook his head. “Trust me, we should go -- now.” “Why?” “We have reservations.” She touched his arm. “What’s wrong?” “If you’re not ready to sleep with me, we should go because right now... I’m so damned hungry for you...” He pulled her apartment door open. “Let’s go.” She put the flowers on the table and followed him out into the hall. They made the half-hour drive to the restaurant in near silence. When he helped her out of the car, she made a point of leaning against him, making sure he could feel her breasts pressed against his body. He gripped her arms and stared down at her. “Don’t start anything you’re not prepared to finish tonight, Javen.” “What?”
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“I’m not some boy who can’t control himself until you’re ready for sex, but I’ll be damned if you’re going to tease me all night and then try to send me home frustrated. If you’re going to start rubbing against me, you’d damn well better be prepared to deliver.” She stroked a hand down his chest. “Someone’s in a bad mood tonight.” He released her, raking a hand through his hair. “I’m not going to be teased and left with blue balls. You want to be romanced first, fine. I’m perfectly willing and happy to romance you, but I’m not going to be teased. If you want sex now, fine. If you don’t, act like it.” Face burning, she walked past him toward the restaurant. She’d deserved his reprimand, but it still stung. He fell into step beside her. His arm brushed hers before he reached for her hand. His fingers closed around hers, bringing her to a stop. “I’m sorry for being so curt.” “But you meant what you said?” “Yes. Do you have a problem with that?” “No.” He squeezed her hand. “No?” “Okay, it did throw me a little, but you’re right.” He lifted her hand and brushed his lips against her knuckles. “Let’s just be straight with each other, Javen. I’ll wait until you’re ready -- just don’t try to jerk me around.” “Deal.” He grinned suddenly. “Second date.” She smiled. “So it is.” “How far are you prepared to go on a second date?” “You’ll have to discover that for yourself. Now how about that Italian meal you promised me.”
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They discussed music as they ate. “There’s an oldies show coming up in about six weeks. It’s a little late, but should I try to get tickets?” A warm glow settled over her. He expected to be still dating her in six weeks. She nodded. “Yes.” “Don’t you want to know who’s going to be there first?” “I know the most important person who’ll be there.” “Who?” “You.” He sat back in his chair, studying her face. “You keep talking like that and I’ll be tempted to kiss you breathless right here.” Her gaze moved to his firm, chiseled lips. Imagining them moving against hers sent a rush of heat through her. “So who’s stopping you?” He pushed back his chair and rose.
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Chapter Five
“Devlin!” She looked around the crowded restaurant in a panic. “Don’t!” He sank back in his seat, his dark gaze locking with hers. “You’ve been warned about playing games with me, Javen. The next time you say something provocative you’re not prepared to back up, I’m going to follow my natural inclinations.” Face burning, she maintained his gaze. “I’m sorry, but... flirting with you just seems to come... natural.” “So will sleeping with me.” She swallowed slowly and nodded. “I... I think you’re right. It will come naturally.” “And quickly?” She nodded again. “When?” She moistened her lips. “I... well, I...” “When?” “You said you wouldn’t rush me, Devlin. You said --” He reached across the table to place his hand over hers. “I lied. When?”
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She surrendered to her hunger. “Tonight. Now.” Tiny lights seemed to dance in his eyes. He looked away from her, motioning the waiter over. After he settled the bill, he took her hand in his. Feeling breathless and excited, she walked hand in hand with him to his car. Seated inside, her heart hammered and she couldn’t seem to swallow the lump in her throat. She closed her eyes, leaning her head against the headrest. Did she really want to sleep with a man she hardly knew on a second date? No matter what he said, he was bound to think she was easy. Did she want that? How long would he hang around after he got what he wanted? She opened her eyes and glanced at his profile in the dark interior of the car. She curled her hands into fists. “Devlin...” Keeping his gaze on the road ahead, he groped with his right hand until it settled over hers. “I won’t hurt you.” “Devlin, I don’t think I’m ready to --” “Yes, you are. And if you really think you’re not, I’ll just have to persuade you otherwise.” “I don’t want to be persuaded.” “Of course you do, and that’s just what I intend to do.” He squeezed her hand. “Just trust me not to hurt you, and leave everything else to me.” He released her hand and settled his hand back on the steering wheel. She stared through the windshield. “I know what I want, Devlin.” “So do I -- me. And you’re going to get me... tonight. And I’m going to get you... all of you... every dark, luscious inch of you.” He sounded so... so certain he would get what he wanted. The muscles in her stomach churned. Her mouth went dry. The certainty that he would soon be lying on top of her sent a rush of moisture between her legs. A sort of calm excitement settled over her. This was
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what she’d wanted the moment she saw him staring at her with that hungry look in his dark blue eyes. Why should she pretend she wasn’t ready for it, when they both wanted the same thing? She settled in her seat. “Tomorrow... will you still...?” “Want you with a hunger I can barely control? Yes.” She smiled, feeling wanton and sexy. “You sure know how to make a woman feel wanted.” “You have no idea how much I want you. I... I’ve never felt this... level of hunger for any woman.” She turned to stare at his profile. “I’ve never allowed any other man to... not this soon.” He recaptured her hand with his right one. He turned his head briefly toward her. “You won’t be sorry. I promise.” “Confident, huh? I love a man who’s confident.” “Then you’re going to love me, honey.” An hour later, they were slow dancing in her living room by the light of the moon. For all her pent-up hunger, she liked that he hadn’t stripped her and jumped her bones the moment they were alone. The slow dancing served to keep her level of anticipation high while allowing her to savor the idea of how they would be spending the rest of the night. She sighed softly. With her eyes closed, her cheek against his shoulder, and his arms cradling her, it was easy to pretend she was with a man who wanted more than sex from her. She frowned. Not that she wanted anymore than that from him. One of his hands moved from her back to her chin. “Look at me.” She opened her eyes. He stroked a finger against her cheek. “You are so beautiful... so sexy...” He bent his head. He nipped at her mouth, gently raking his teeth along her lips. She moaned and leaned closer as his warm, insistent lips settled over hers.
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A tingle shot through her. He kissed her slowly, urging her to part her lips. When she did, his arm tightened around her. His tongue invaded her mouth, in search of hers. She had never quite mastered the art of French kissing and so had never particularly enjoyed it, but jolts of desire shot through her, and she lost herself in him and the sweet but demanding kisses he pressed against her willing lips. She stroked her fingers through his hair. He kissed her over and over, as if he wanted to brand the taste of his mouth on hers. Within moments, she was wet and trembling in his arms. Had he drawn her down to the floor, she would have eagerly parted her legs and welcomed him into her body without further foreplay. But he went on kissing her, while cupping and massaging her breasts through her bodice. Her nipples hardened. Her need to feel him between her legs, and in her pussy, heightened. “Devlin...” she gasped against his mouth. His fingers moved along her back, undoing her buttons. He drew away and slipped her blouse off, tossing it aside. He removed her bra next. He locked his gaze on her breasts. “Oh, damn, Javen! They’re even lovelier than I remembered. They were made for one purpose... to be adored.” Tossing her bra aside, he settled his mouth over one of her breasts. “Oooh.” A jolt of pleasure danced down her spine. She closed her eyes, lost in the most sensual experience of her life. He kissed and sucked her breasts until she sobbed with pleasure. Only then did he remove the rest of her clothes. Naked and needy, she stood before him, feeling wanton and in desperate need of him. She extended a hand to him. “Devlin...” He stood staring at her in silence for several long moments, his breathing quick and labored. His almost palpable desire for her heightened her passion until she felt almost lightheaded. “You are so beautiful.”
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“And hungry for you, Devlin.” He quickly undressed, revealing a taut, muscular body with a hairless chest, washboard abs, and long legs. Her gaze went to the length protruding from the mass of dark hair at his groin. Already aroused, the big head of his thick length, glistening with moisture, beckoned to her. Reeling from a powerful desire she could no longer control or deny, she took his hand and led him into her bedroom. She lay on her back. She spread her legs wide, in a wanton and unmistakable invitation. He retrieved a small foil package from his pants and quickly rolled the condom over his cock. Then he joined her on the bed, lying between her thighs. She felt his cock, hard and warm against her body. A wave of lust thundered over her. She shuddered and closed her eyes. “Take me... please.” Balancing his weight on one extended arm and bent knees, he brought the head of his shaft to rest against her entrance. She sucked in a breath in eager anticipation of feeling him plunging into her. He rubbed the head of his cock along her slit, sending waves of pleasure through her. She wiggled her hips impatiently. “Devlin! Do it! Shove it in.” Sliding his cock along her thigh, he rested his chest against her breasts and leaned down to press a long, demanding kiss against her lips. The tip of his tongue touched her mouth. She parted her lips and welcomed his questing tongue inside, raking her hands down his back. His big hands stroked along her body, sending electricity sizzling through her. The feelings coursing through her overwhelmed her senses. She felt as if she were drowning in his sweet, addictive kisses and loving every second of it. He dragged his mouth away from hers, rubbed his cock against her slit, and then sucked one of her breasts into his mouth. Holding her hips in his hands, he kissed, licked,
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and bit her breasts until moisture flooded her pussy. She lay moaning under him. “Please,” she begged. “Please... fuck me now. Please! Fuck me!” Lifting his head from her breasts, he shifted his body, bringing his cock back against her slit. He rested his weight on his extended arms. “Look at me. I want to see the look in your eyes when I slide into your pussy.” She opened her eyes. “Devlin!” “You want to be fucked senseless?” She was on fire with hunger. “Yes! Yes!” His dark eyes were aflame with lust. “I’m going to fuck you hard, not make love to you!” She tugged at his hips. “Do it! Now!” “Keep your eyes open.” He drew his hips back slightly and then plunged forward. A blast of heat and lust rushed through her as he slammed balls-deep into her with one powerful movement. “Oooh!” “Oh, God! You’re so hot and tight,” he whispered. He looked into her eyes. “You have such lovely skin... you’re so beautiful and sexy... sweet. You make me so hot for you.” Her aching pussy full of thick, hot cock, she gasped, locked her legs around his thighs, closed her hands over his ass, and mindlessly ground her hips against his. “Fuck me!” He slid his hands under her body, against her ass, drew his hips back, claimed her lips, and sent his length plowing back into her. Her pussy on fire and her heart flaming with lust, she surrendered the last vestige of control. She closed her eyes and clung tightly to him as he fucked her to a quick, explosive climax that was so powerful, she sobbed softly as she came. The world dissolved into nothing and there was just his wonderful cock thrusting in and out of her... so deeply... so sweetly... prolonging her orgasm until she wasn’t sure where the first ended and the second began.
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He tore his mouth away from hers, fastened his lips on one of her breasts, and continued fucking her through her second orgasm. He kept his movements long, deep, and pussy-pleasing hard, rubbing against her clit with each downward stroke. The force of his fucking took her breath away and kept her passion high. Just as she shattered into another climax, he groaned, stiffened against her, dug his fingers into her ass, and exploded. No man had ever given her such a completely delicious, totally raunchy fuck. Feeling drained, she weakly stroked her hands over his damp back. He lay in her arms, resting his full weight on her, his face pressed against her neck. “Oh, damn, Javen, I think I’m in love.” She laughed weakly, loving that she still had a pussy full of cock. “Good pussy, huh?” “Exquisite pussy.” He lifted his head and stared down at her. “You are exquisite... and so is this pussy, which now belongs to me.” She pulled him back into her arms. “Hmmm. I haven’t felt this good in...” “How long?” She sighed. “I... I’ve never felt this good after sex.” He lifted his head again, gazing down into her eyes. “Neither have I. A man could become addicted to you and be in over his head before he knew what hit him, if he weren’t careful.” “Oh, yeah? So what’s your solution?” “To be very careful.” “Oh, yeah?” She nibbled at his shoulder. “While you’re being careful, you want to do it again?” “Hell, yeah!” She slipped her arms around his neck. “This time... I want to be made love to.”
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He pulled out of her, discarded the condom, and returned to her arms. He nuzzled her breasts. “You know what I want?” She laughed, feeling satisfied, yet still unashamedly hungry. “More tight pussy?” “Unprotected pussy.” “Unpro...” Her heart raced. “You mean without a condom?” He slipped a hand between their bodies, inserting several fingers inside her. “Yes. I want to come inside you this time.” The thought of feeling his bare cock fucking and then ejaculating inside her, made her wet. But she was going to end up with Marc. She could not afford to risk a possible pregnancy with him. “No. No.” He rotated his hips, allowing her to feel his cock slowly hardening and lengthening against her thigh. “Are you sure?” She shuddered with lust, but knew she dare not surrender to her desires. “Yes.” “You know, honey, sooner or later, I’m going to have you without a condom. Why not cut to the chase and let me have it now?” “No!” “Okay... for now.” She sucked in a breath and watched as he rose from the bed. He crossed the room to retrieve another condom from his wallet. He paused by the bed, holding it out to her. She sat on the side of the bed, deliberately keeping her legs open, exposing her pussy to his voracious gaze. Smiling at the look of hunger in his eyes, she palmed his cock. His flesh pulsed warmly against her fingers. She gently squeezed him, longing to taste him. Breathing hard, she wet her lips and slowly rolled the condom over his length. Once it was covered, she went down on her knees, clasped a hand over one hip, and took him into her mouth. “Oh, damn, sweet, that feels so good.” He cupped his hands over the back of her head and surged forward, sending his shaft further into her mouth. Closing her eyes and savoring
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the scent of his groin, sticky with their combined juices, she took his entire length between her lips and gave him a slow scorching suck that had him shuddering and groaning to a climax within minutes. She removed the condom and got in bed. He pressed his body against her back, cupped her breasts in his palms, and kissed her ear. “Tell me about you.” His husky, deep voice was barely above a whisper. He sounded as if he would go to sleep any moment. “What do you want to know?” “Everything.” She told him about losing her mother to cancer at ten and her father’s marriage a year later to a woman who resented her. “What happened?” She sighed. “We couldn’t get along, so I was sent to live with Aunt Liz.” “He chose her over you?” She shrugged. “He loved her, and I didn’t want to live with them.” “Things were better with your aunt?” “Aunt Liz was strict, but loving. She reminded me of my mother.” “So you childhood was...” “Strict, but fairly happy. Of course, when I got to college and met...” “Go on. Met who?” She shook her head, aware that she was in danger of revealing all her insecurities. She hadn’t relived the pain of losing her mother in years. She’d come within a heartbeat of telling him about... He gently squeezed her breasts. “Go on.” “Why? You’re practically asleep, and I’m not making any sense.” And she was afraid she’d revealed too much.
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He blew against her ear. “I don’t care what you’re saying. I just love the sound of your voice. Talk to me. Tell me nothing or everything I’ve missed in your life.” “Hmmm. A man who actually wants to talk after sex instead of just rolling over and going to sleep?” She turned in his arms, brushing her breasts against his chest. “A woman could get hooked on a man like that.” “Yeah?” He pushed her onto her back and lay on top of her. She caught her breath. He was aroused again. But then so was she. Who knew talking about her childhood could be so exciting? She parted her legs, but stiffened when he rubbed the head of his bare cock along the length of her slit. She pushed against his shoulders. “Condom,” she whispered. “Stopping to put one on will destroy the mood.” She laughed. “Nice try, but if you don’t use a condom, there won’t be any mood to destroy. Condom, lover.” He groaned, but slid off of her. Several minutes later, he returned to the bed and eased his cock into her. She held his hips as he leisurely filled her. When they were groin to groin, she shuddered. “Dear God!” He laughed, moving slowly in and out of her. “This does feel good, doesn’t it?” She slid her hands over his ass. “It... you feel so good.” He nibbled at her bottom lip. “Good cock?” “Exquisite cock.” “It’s even better unsheathed.” She laughed and wrapped her arms around him. “Nice try, but this is... oh, Lord... this is good enough. Hmmm. Make love to me... love me.” “I think I do,” he whispered against her lips.
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“You think you love me or my pussy?” He thrust deep into her. “Both.” She closed her eyes. What difference did it make if he loved her or not, as long as he didn’t stop making love to her? Moaning, she lost herself in him, content to allow the delicious feelings to overwhelm her. As they lay in each other’s arms, kissing and cuddling after coming, he licked her neck. “Next time, I want unprotected pussy.” “Dream on,” she murmured and drifted to sleep.
***** “This is something I need you to handle personally, Devlin.” Devlin raked a hand through his hair and considered the man seated at the head of the conference room table. Normally he didn’t mind traveling, but the thought of heading out to the East Coast for several weeks to oversee the beta testing of new software didn’t sit well with him. After spending the night with Javen, the last thing he wanted was the length of the country separating them for several weeks. Nevertheless, when the executive vice president of development asked him to personally oversee a project, he had no choice but to agree. “Of course, John.” “Good. With you on site, we can get this software on the market on time, bug-free. That happens, and there will be bonuses for everyone involved and even more promotional opportunities for you. You’ll head out when?” “As soon as I can get a flight.” “That’s taken care of. You’ll fly out tonight on the president’s personal jet. You leave at nine tonight. Any questions or concerns I need to know about?” He would have preferred leaving on Monday morning, but he’d never allowed his personal feelings to interfere with his job. He wasn’t about to start now. Besides, it wasn’t as
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if Javen was interested in anything other than sex. She’d either want to see him when he returned, or she wouldn’t. “Actually, if I’m going to be gone for several weeks, I’d like to leave tomorrow night. That will give me a chance to spend a few hours with my daughter.” John nodded. “Okay. I’ll make arrangements to have you picked up at your house, eleven p.m. tomorrow. That time enough?” He nodded. John smiled. “Good.” Devlin rose and left the conference room. In his office, he called Janet and asked if Brittany could spend the night with him. “I’ll take her to school in the morning.” “Sure. When will you pick her up?” “Six tonight?” “I’ll have her ready.” After he ended his call with Janet, he summoned his staff for a meeting. He returned to his office just after four-thirty. He called Javen but got her cell phone’s voice mail. “Hi, honey, it’s Devlin. We have a crisis situation at work. I’ll be leaving tomorrow night for the East Coast. I’ll be gone for several weeks. I’ll call you when I get back.” He spent the night with Brittany. After she fell asleep in his arms in the rec room, he carried her to her bedroom. He showered, donned his pajama bottoms, and went to bed. He lay thinking of Javen for hours before he finally drifted to sleep. After dropping Brittany off at school the next morning and making a concerted effort not to accidentally bump into Javen, he went to his office. He spent the day working, although he frequently found his thoughts turning to Javen. Finally, he gave up all pretense of working and just sat thinking of her. He glanced at his watch. It was just after three. He called her cell phone and was pleasantly surprised when she answered. “Hello?”
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“Hi, honey.” “Devlin, this is a nice surprise! Where are you?” “At the office.” “I thought you’d be on your way to the East Coast.” “I’m leaving later tonight. Are you busy? Can we have dinner tonight?” “I’d like to, but my Aunt Liz is here. She arrived unexpectedly last night.” “Where is she staying?” “With me.” There went his half-formed hopes of spending a few hours with her. “I don’t suppose she goes to bed early? I’m not leaving until eleven tonight. Could we meet for a quick drink?” “She’s leaving tomorrow afternoon, so she expects to spend the entire evening with me. I’m sorry, Devlin.” Then why didn’t she sound contrite? It annoyed him that she didn’t seem to care if they saw each other before he had to leave. “Fine. Enjoy your evening with your aunt.” “Devlin --” “I have to go.” He put the receiver on the phone and turned to stare out his office window. Way to go, Devlin. Behaving like a petulant kid will take you real far. He sighed. He shouldn’t be feeling this raw after just two dates. Maybe this trip was providential. Putting some distance and time between them might be just what he needed. He was in real danger of losing his heart to a woman who definitely did not share his feelings. His doorbell rang several hours later as he lay in his darkened bedroom, forcing himself not to think of Javen. He glanced at his bedside clock. It was seven o’clock. He rose and went to the front door. The peephole revealed a sexy black woman who took his breath away. He opened the door. “Javen! What are you doing here?”
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She pushed against his shoulder. “Are you letting me in, or have I pissed off Aunt Liz for nothing?” He took her hand and pulled her inside. He closed the door and engulfed her in a bear hug. “Oh, honey!” She slipped her arms around his neck. “While I admit I love having you call me honey, I didn’t come for sweet talk.” “What did you come for?” She pressed against his shoulders. When he loosened his grip, she slipped a hand between their bodies, cupping him. “This. If you’re going to be gone for several weeks, I thought I’d better get a little cock to tide me over.” “Oh, damn, I love it when you talk dirty.” She laughed. The warm, intimate sound only served to increase his desire for her. The level of his need for her frightened him. This woman could rip his heart out and leave him shattered and broken if he weren’t careful. If he had half a brain, he’d send her packing. Instead, he led her to his bedroom and quickly undressed them both. He stared at her, lying on his bed with her long legs open, ready for him. She was pretty, cheerful, confident, and sexy as hell -- in short, everything he liked in a woman. He more than liked her. He was fast becoming obsessed with her. He moved over to the bed and crawled between her legs. Her pussy lips were thick and luscious-looking and nestled inside a luxuriant growth of dark hair. He parted the slick folds and inhaled deeply. “I love your scent.” He slid down on his stomach, rubbing his face against her pussy. “You smell heavenly.” She curled her fingers in his hair. “Taste me. Put your tongue in me and eat me.” He tilted her hips and kissed her lips. He slipped a finger inside her. “Hmmm.”
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The soft sound sent a tingle through him. He added another finger and, thrusting gently, touched the tip of his tongue to her clit. “Oooh!” Her fingers tightened in his hair. “Oooh, Devlin. Lover... that it’s... don’t stop... eat the pussy that belongs solely to you, lover. Eat me!” Settling his mouth over her pussy, he ate her slowly, enjoying her soft cries, shuddering hips, and the fragrant smell of her aroused pussy, which now belonged to him. When she came, crushing his face against her pussy, he lay against her, savoring her natural juices. When she quieted down and released her hold on his head, he rose, put on a condom, slipped between her damp thighs, and thrust his cock balls-deep into a slick, still quivering pussy. Damn, she felt good. He gripped her hips, pushed his tongue into her mouth, and fucked her hard and fast. She turned her head, moving her mouth from his. “Oh, God, lover, you feel so good... I love having you on top of me, and I love the way your cock feels inside me! Fuck me!” She stroked her hands down his back, eagerly moved her hips in time with his, and kissed him with a passion that sent him over the edge within moments. As he came, she clutched his ass and filled his ears with a lustful adoration of his abilities as a lover that kept him coming. Finally, when he collapsed against her, she held him close, gently caressing his back. Damn, the woman knew how to destroy a man. He burrowed against her and lay still, enjoying the warmth of her body bearing his weight. After lying in silence for awhile, she slapped his ass and whispered against his ear. “You can sleep while you’re away. Fuck me again!” So he fucked her again, this time taking her from the back as she knelt before him. They came quickly and collapsed into each other arms. Two hours later, he reluctantly allowed her to pull out of his arms and get out of bed. He turned onto his side to watch her picking up her clothes. Her back was to him and he had an excellent rear view of her.
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He kicked away his covers and rose. He moved behind her, cupping his hands over her breasts. He rubbed his groin against her ass cheeks. “Damn, honey, you have the most beautiful ass I’ve ever seen.” She took one of his hands from her breast and pressed it between her legs and into her wet pussy. His cock stirred. “I don’t know about that, but I’ll bet it’s the biggest you’ve ever seen,” she teased. He laughed and kissed the back of her neck. “You are one big, beautiful woman.” “You’re just saying that because it’s true.” He turned her in his arms. “I’m going to miss you.” She caressed his face. “Make sure you do, Devlin. My pussy and I will be waiting for you. Make sure you don’t go sticking your cock into any hussy you meet on the street.” He buried his face against his neck, hugging her. “I’ll save it for you, baby.” “You’d better.” “I will.” She sighed. “I have to go.” He tightened his arms around her. “Not yet. It’s only a little after nine. Stay with me until eleven.” “I can’t. Aunt Liz will have a cow as it is.” She kissed him and pulled out of his arms. Unwilling to let her go so easily, he slid an arm around her waist, pressing his groin against her ass. He parted her legs slightly and positioned his cock between her cheeks, at the entrance of her pussy. With just one quick push he could be inside her again -- this time with nothing between them. She stiffened. “Don’t.” “Why not?” “Because you’re not wearing a condom!”
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He put his hands on her hips and drew her into his arms, rubbing his erect cock against her. “I think I’m in love you.” She shook her head, pulling away. “That’s sweet, Devlin, but it’s lust you’re feeling. Not love.” He compressed his lips. “I know the difference between the two!” “Then don’t talk to me about love after two dates and a few fucks!” She’d clearly made up her mind not to have a meaningful relationship with him. All she wanted was meaningless sex. He sank back on the bed. Her face softened. She moved to stand between his legs, pressing her lips against his hair. “I didn’t mean to sound so harsh, but we have to keep our perspective. Sex with you is more incredible than anything I’ve ever felt... but it’s still sex... just sex.” He wrapped his arms around her waist. “This is not just about sex, Javen. We both know that. To prove it, we’ll get married before we fuck without a condom.” She trembled, moving her lips against his hair. “Devlin! The very idea is crazy.” “So? People do crazy things all the time.” “We don’t even know each other.” “We know enough... we’re sexually compatible --” “That’s not enough to get married.” “We’ll get to know each other later.” “I... I don’t... love you.” He released her and looked up at her. “You will before long. I’ll fuck you until you’re as mad about me as I am about you.” Her lips trembled, and he waited for her to agree. The moment passed and she narrowed her gaze. “You’re thinking with your cock, Devlin. Just be thankful I know that, or you’d find yourself engaged.”
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“If I didn’t want that, I wouldn’t have mentioned marriage.” “You’re only making this... ridiculous offer because you want unprotected sex and that’s not going to happen.” “Oh, yes, it is going to happen. Maybe not tonight, but it will happen, Javen.” “No. It won’t. Now I really have to go.” “I’m serious, Javen.” “So am I.” She leaned down and kissed his cheek before moving away from him. He sat on the side the bed. Watching her step into panties he knew were damp with her juices, he was hard-pressed not to drop to his knees and eat her pussy one last time. She attempted to put her bra on several times before she tossed it angrily onto the floor and reached for her half-slip. He rose, picked up her bra, moved behind her, and put it on. She caught her breath but made no protest as he fastened it and pulled the straps over her shoulders. He bent his head and pressed a kiss against that spot behind her left ear he had learned was one of her erogenous zones. She shuddered and reached her hand between their bodies to cup his cock. “Oh, God! Don’t.” He ran his tongue along her hot spot. “If you really mean that, release my cock.” She moaned, squeezed and tugged on his cock, but finally released it and pulled away. “I mean it, Devlin.” Getting her to submit to his sexual domination was going to be more of a challenge than he’d thought. Too bad he didn’t have to time to press her that night until she submitted. He stepped away from her. She finished dressing and walked quickly toward the bedroom door. He followed her out to her car. “Don’t go.”
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She sighed and placed a hand on his chest. “I think that maybe we should make this a permanent goodbye, Devlin.” He swallowed hard. Still, when he spoke, his voice was little more than a husky croak. “Had your fill already?” “Not really.” He cupped a palm against her cheek. “Then why won’t I see you in a few weeks?” “Because we want different things. Right now, I just want... sex... as sleazy as that might sound. You want... unsafe sex. I’ve never done unsafe sex, Devlin and I’m not starting now... not even for you.” “Ok, fine. Forget what you insist on calling unsafe sex for now.” “What would you call sex without a condom?” He shrugged. “A commitment.” “What?” “A commitment. Believe it or not, I generally don’t have sex without a condom. I learned my lesson during my senior year in college when the girl I was dating thought she was pregnant. She wasn’t, but that taught me the value of protection. Janet is the only other woman I’ve slept with without protection. And when Brittany was three, she decided, she didn’t want anymore kids and insisted I start using condoms. You know how old Brittany is. That’s the last time I’ve had sex without protection. So if you’re worried about STDs --” “Aren’t you?” “Do I need to be with you?” “No. I’ve never slept with a man without a condom.” He refrained from telling her there was a first time for everything. “Then, apart from worrying about getting pregnant before marriage, why would it be unsafe?” “Devlin --”
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He shook his head. “Never mind. That will come later. For now, we’ll continue to use condoms.” She shook her head. “I think we should end this before someone ends up hurt.” “I won’t hurt you.” “And I wouldn’t intentionally hurt you, but this... is getting too intense too quickly.” “I thought you wanted an intense experience.” “I do! I do, but I don’t want to...” “To what?” “End up in love with you and allowing you to turn me into your sexual slave.” “It’s going to happen, Javen, and you’re going to love every second of it when it does.” “Never!” She stretched up and kissed his cheek. “Have a safe trip and thanks for a wonderful... time.” His chest felt tight and breathing became difficult as if she’d snatched the air out of his lungs. “Javen --” “Goodbye, Devlin.” She got in her car and started the engine. He stood watching until she turned off his street. Feeling like a fool for having mentioned marriage to a woman he’d only seen a few times and then being rejected, he returned to the house to shower and prepare for his trip. She’d been right about him thinking with his cock instead of his head. He would use the time while he was away to regroup and rethink his strategy. Hopefully, when he returned, it would be with a clearer head and a better plan. Despite all her objects, there was no way she was not going to become his sexual possession.
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Chapter Six
Javen only drove a few blocks before she parked her car on a quiet street not far from Devlin’s house. She sat in the darkened car, clenching her hands into fists, waiting for her heart to stop pounding. Devlin’s unexpected offer to marry her if the need arose shook her more than it should have. The attraction between them, while extremely satisfying and breathtakingly sweet, was sex-centered. No finer feelings motivated their shared desires and passions. He had no place in her future plans, nor had he any real desire for a long-term, permanent relationship with her. Recalling him lying in her arms after sex, murmuring that he thought he was in love with her, she closed her eyes briefly. He’d made the confession after sex when he was still thinking with that delicious, addictive cock of his. She gave an angry shake of her head and opened her eyes. Any woman foolish enough to believe such a sex-induced declaration was asking for heartache. Besides, had he somehow really fallen so unexpectedly in love with her, surely he would have objected when she told him they shouldn’t see each other again. His silence was ample proof he was in lust rather than in love with her. Taking several deep, calming breaths, she started her car and drove home.
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She entered a quiet, dark apartment and leaned against the closed door. Thank God, she wouldn’t have to face Aunt Liz until the morning. She pushed away from the door, then gasped as the foyer light came on. She blinked several times before she saw a small, slender woman with lovely dark skin and dark eyes standing in the living room door. “Aunt Liz! I... I thought you were asleep.” “I was beginning to wonder if you planned to spend the night with him.” Heat rushed up her cheeks. “With... who?” “Your lover.” “My... Aunt Liz, I...” “Don’t bother denying you’ve been to bed with a man, Javen Marie. I know you have.” Great! “How?” “There’s a sexual glow a woman gets when she’s been in bed. And you, Javen Marie, are glowing. And I can smell sex on you.” She closed her eyes briefly. Had she not feared surrendering to Devlin’s desire for unprotected sex, she would have taken the time to shower. That was a mistake she would not make again -- especially when Aunt Liz was on one of her unexpected visits. “I’m...” “Is he going to marry you?” Had he been serious? Surely not. Adults just did not fall in love so quickly. Lust came quickly. Love came slowly. “Aunt Liz... I really am not in the mood to talk about my love life tonight.” “Do not allow yourself to become... a man’s plaything. If he doesn’t want to marry you, you don’t climb into bed with him. I thought I’d taught you that.” If Aunt Liz had had her way, she’d still be a virgin waiting for Mr. Right to come along. “Aunt Liz --” “Were you with Marc?”
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She stifled a sigh. Why had she made the mistake of allowing Marc to talk her into introducing him and Aunt Liz? “Actually, we’re not seeing each other anymore.” “Oh, Javen Marie! You let a man who clearly loves you and wants to marry you slip through your fingers just so you could... take up with one who doesn’t love you?” When she didn’t answer, Aunt Liz’s lips tightened. She closed her eyes briefly. Lord, she was not in the mood for a lecture about being loose with countless men. “Aunt Liz, please remember that I am adult capable of making my own decisions.” “And your own mistakes.” She sighed. “Yes. I make those on my own, too. Now, if you’ll forgive me, I’m going to bed. Goodnight, Aunt Liz.” She kissed her cheek, moved down the hall, and closed her bedroom door. She undressed in the dark and slipped into bed. Had Devlin been serious about feeling more than lust for her? She doubted it, and yet surely love at first sight wasn’t a complete myth. Who was to say they weren’t so sexually compatible because they were in love? They? Her stomach churned. She liked what she knew of him. She liked the way he looked. She liked his smile and loved the way she felt lying under his big body, her pussy stretched over his large, hard cock, while he crushed her breasts under his chest and attempted to kiss the color off her lips. Granted, just thinking of him left her wet and hungry, but that added up to lust. Not love. Once she got him out of her system, she’d get back on track. In a week or two, she’d call Marc and hope he could forgive her. If he could, by the time Devlin returned, she and Marc would be engaged, and there would be no possibility of rekindling the flame that burned so hotly between them. Several hours later, she drifted into a restless sleep. In the morning, she woke to the realization she had cried in her sleep. With thoughts of the previous night spent with Devlin
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haunting her, she rose and took a quick shower. After dressing, she made coffee and took a cup to the living room where Aunt Liz had insisted on sleeping. Aunt Liz took one look at her, tightened her lips, but to Javen’s amazement remained silent. Grateful not to have to listen to another lecture, she hugged her aunt. “Can you stay a few days more?” “Yes. I’ll stay, Javen.”
***** Devlin stood in the adult boutique, studying the selection of what the sign called Intimate Apparel For Adventurous Lovers. One particular ensemble caught his eye. He glanced at the saleswoman who stood watching him. “Does it come in a larger size?” The woman’s brow rose. “That is large, sir.” “It’s not large enough.” He shrugged. “I have a beautiful, full-figured woman who would look even lovelier in that.” “Well... I could order it, but it would be quite expensive.” “Do it.” “Unless you want to wait for several weeks, you’ll need to consider a special-order fee. If you like, we have a selection of apparel that comes in full-figured sizes that are less expensive than special ordering this would be.” He shook his head. “I want this one. If I pay the special-order fees, could I get it within a week or so?” “I believe so.” “Good.” He took out his credit card. “Then I’ll take it.” After he left the boutique, he got in his rental car and headed for a flea market in the neighboring state of New Jersey. He’d been told the stalls there sometimes had unusual items.
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Javen spent the first two weeks after Devlin left, assuring herself she was not in love with him and that, very soon, she would no longer spend each night hoping that each time the phone rang, it would be him. And surely this lying sleepless at night, longing to lie in his arms with his bare cock buried deep inside her aching pussy, could not go on for much longer. Four weeks later, Javen spotted Brittany Jordan waiting in the bus line. She paused for several moments, her practical side arguing with the wild, wanton side of her. The practical side lost. She pasted a smile on her face and approached the aide overseeing the bus line. “Hi, Lara. Can I have a word with Brittany?” Lara smiled. “Sure.” Javen walked along the line, stopping next to Brittany. “Hi, Brittany.” “Hi, Ms. Manning!” She put a hand on Brittany’s shoulder. “Walk a little ways with me?” Brittany nodded. They moved several yards from the bus lines before she turned to look down at Brittany. The innocent look in the child’s eyes gave her pause. She had no right to use Brittany’s regard for her to pump her about Devlin. But how else could she learn if he was still away without revealing her interest in him to him? “How’s your new class?” “It’s fun. Mrs. Michaels is nice, but I do miss you.” “I miss you, too, Brittany. How’s your mom and your stepdad?” She shrugged. “Okay, I guess.” “Good.” She moistened her lips. “And your dad?” “Daddy’s away on another trip.” “Then you must really miss hearing from him.”
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“I miss him, but he calls every night.” She smiled. “Daddy says he can’t sleep unless he’s talked to me.” So it was just her he no longer had time for. Still smiling, she nodded. “Well, I just wanted to see how you were doing. Your bus will be coming. We’d better get you back in line.” She walked Brittany back to her line and said goodbye. Later that night, she and Keisha sat in her kitchen over coffee spiked with rum. “So what did you expect?” Javen wrapped her fingers around her cup. “I expected him to call.” “After you told him you didn’t want to see him again?” “Yes!” “Get real, Jai. What man would call after being kicked to the curb like that?” She slammed her cup down onto the table. “A man who claimed he was in love. That’s who!” “But you told him it was just lust.” Keisha shrugged. “Maybe he decided you were right.” She glared at Keisha. “You know, this isn’t what I had in mind when you offered to come over for tea and sympathy.” Keisha smiled and touched her hand, which lay clenched against her cup. “Don’t overreact. We’re friends because we are, and have always been, straight with each other. The man told you he loved you and you told him he was in lust. If I were him, I wouldn’t call you, either.” She sighed. “So what am I supposed to do?” “Depends on what you feel. What do you feel? Really?” “I don’t know.”
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“I think you do.” She shook her head. “You know, Kei, sometimes you are a royal pain in my ass -- a big pain.” Keisha grinned. “Well, I’d have to be a big pain, considering the size of that ass of yours.” She laughed. “Well... Devlin likes this big ass of mine.” “Does he?” She recalled him lying on his stomach, caressing, massaging, and kissing her cheeks. “Yes.” “Has he been slapping it yet?” “No! I told you and him I wasn’t into that.” “And I told you, you don’t know what you’re missing.” Keisha waved a hand. “But never mind that right now. What are you going to do about this Devlin situation?” “I’m going to marry Marc... if he’ll have me.” “Hmmm. You’re lying awake at night lusting for Devlin, but you’re going to marry Marc if he’ll still have you?” Keisha nodded. “Yeah. Sure. Makes perfect sense to me. Go for it! I’m eager to see how being married to one man when you’re in love with another one works for you.” “I am not in love with him!” “Of course you’re not. Keep telling yourself that until you actually start to believe it, Jai.” “It’s true,” she said quietly. “It’s been four weeks and I haven’t heard a word from him. I’m ready to get on with my life.” Ignoring the skeptical look on Keisha’s face, she turned the conversation to the latest mystery novel by her favorite author. When Keisha left, she had a long soak and went to
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bed. Having made her choice to pursue her relationship with Marc, she slept soundly for the first time since she told Devlin their brief relationship was over. Several days later, Javen came home to find a dozen roses and a large, square box outside her apartment door. She smiled, her thoughts immediately turning to Devlin. Opening her apartment door, Javen placed her shoulder bag and briefcase inside on the table before she picked up the flowers and the box. Putting the box on the foyer table, she plucked the card from the roses.
Dear Javen, After several weeks, I’ve decided you were right in insisting what I felt for you was lust rather than love. I want you, and you want a sleazy affair, so lust puts us both on the same page. In the spirit of unmitigated lust, the presents I sent you should have arrived by now. One I hope you’ll find worthy of adding to your collection. The others I’m sure you and your new partner in sleaze will enjoy. I hope you find everything you want with the man of your choice. Have a good life. Devlin.
Her pounding heartbeat left her breathing erratically. So it really was over between them. She tossed the roses in the trash and sank down onto the nearest chair in the living room. He’d finally agreed with her -- just when she was almost ready to consider that she had been wrong and maybe he did and could have fallen in love with her. Sometimes life was so unfair. She shook her head. If it was one thing Aunt Liz had taught her, it was to make her own destiny. She glanced at the card again.
Have a good life. “Don’t you worry about my life, Devlin. I intend to have just what I want... all of it.” Realizing she had no idea what the box contained, she went to the kitchen for a utility knife. The large box contained one long, flat box and a tall, square box. She opened the taller
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of the two boxes first, waded through the packing bubbles, and lifted out a beautiful clay vase with an African motif. Tears filled her eyes. Not only had he remembered her fondness for vases, but he’d actually taken the time to go looking for one for her. She hugged the vase against her chest, knowing it would become the favorite of her collection. Blinking back the tears, she placed the vase on the table and opened the long, flat box. Inside, nestled under red, crushed tissue lay a pair of handcuffs, covered in soft, supple leather. Under the handcuffs lay another layer of tissue. She pulled it back, exposing a leatherand-mesh bra-and-panty set. She held up the bra. Where the cups should have been were two leather holds through which her large breasts would protrude. The panties had no crotch, which would leave her slit exposed. Her cheeks burned as she imagined herself standing in front of a lover with her breasts sagging and her pussy exposed like what her Aunt Liz would call “some too hot-to-trot, lowclass hussy on the prowl.” Clearly Devlin expected her next lover to treat her like a slut and to dominate her. She gave an angry shake of her head. No one did anything to her she didn’t fully want. And she didn’t want or need Devlin telling her how to dress for her lover. “To hell with you, Devlin,” she whispered and went to take a long, relaxing soak.
***** Keisha smiled when Javen showed her the underwear and handcuffs a few days later. “He wants those bad girls of yours always on display and your pussy easily accessible when he’s ready to fuck.” “Even if we were seeing each other again, I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of dressing like a whore!”
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Keisha shook her head. “A whore? Get a grip, Jai. There’s nothing wrong with dressing provocatively for your lover. Sex games help keep a relationship exciting and on the edge.” Javen stared at Keisha. “We’ve known each other since grade school, and I never knew you were into this... sexual domination.” Keisha shrugged. “I wasn’t, until this handsome, big-dick guy introduced me to it. Now I love it... regardless of who my partner is.” She tensed. “You’ve had more than one partner?” Keisha nodded. “Yes.” She could see the excitement in Keisha’s eyes and swallowed slowly. What if Keisha was right and she was missing out on a wonderful experience? “What other kinds of things have you done?” “Sure you want to know?” She nodded. Keisha sighed. “I’ve discovered I like anal sex.” “You... do... with a man who has a big cock?” “The bigger, the better. I love a big, hard cock sliding up my ass while my lover fingerfucks my pussy. Girl, there is a whole wonderful world of sexual pleasures available that Aunt Liz didn’t tell you about.” She thought of Devlin trying to fit his thick, rigid length up her ass, and shuddered. A wave of heat rushed to her cheeks as she realized she was shuddering with lust rather than revulsion. “Maybe I’ll begin to explore some of them.” Keisha grinned. “Maybe? I’ll bet your ass is tingling just thinking about Devlin making backdoor love to you.” Her pussy convulsed at the thought, and she flushed.
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Keisha touched her hand. “Don’t worry. I’ll share everything I’ve learned, so when he’s ready to slide into your ass, you’ll know how to make the experience work for you both and not just him.” She wanted to protested that Devlin’s big cock wasn’t getting anywhere near her ass, but she was too busy savoring the delightful thought of sharing what would be, for her, the final taboo with Devlin.
***** The first thing Devlin did on arriving home after two months on the East Coast was pick up Brittany for an overnight visit. He fell asleep just after their dinner of pizza. He woke several hours later to find her lying on the bed beside him, watching him sleep. “Hi, Daddy.” He smiled. “Hi, honey. I’m sorry I feel asleep.” “It’s all right. Mommy said you’d be too tired to see me tonight.” He pulled her onto his chest and hugged her. “I’m never too tired to see you, sweetie.” “Ms. Manning will be glad you’re back, Daddy.” His hand on her hair stilled. “Ms. Manning? What makes you say that?” “She asked me about you.” “When?” “Weeks ago.” She sighed. “Do you like her, Daddy?” “I... well, I... she seems very nice.” “She is. I think she likes you. She looked real funny when I told her you called me every night. Why do you think she looked like that, Daddy?” “I don’t know.” He lifted her to her feet. “It’s time I put you to bed, young lady.” He carried Brittany to her bedroom and tucked her in before he showered and sat in the darkened living room, smiling. Maybe absence did make the heart grow fonder. He sure
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as hell wanted her as much or more than ever before. Did he dare risk his heart with her? Or should he find himself a woman who would willingly submit to him? He decided he’d find out soon enough. The next morning, he and Brittany had pancakes and sausages before spending the afternoon at an amusement park. As he and Brittany got off the roller coaster, a tall blonde with smoky gray eyes pushed a piece of paper into his hand. He read it while he waited outside the ladies bathroom for Brittany.
I’m single and looking. If you are, too, call me. Julie. Smiling, he tossed the paper into the nearest trashcan and took Brittany home. Only then did he allow his thoughts to turn to Javen. It seemed an eternity since he’d held her in his arms and kissed her sweet lips. He ached for her, but decided he’d wait a few days before calling her. He noticed Javen’s car parked outside his apartment building when he returned home that afternoon. He took several deep breaths before he got out of his car. She got out also, and they met in front of his house. He suppressed the urge to snatch her into his arms and kiss her senseless. He waited for her to speak. “Devlin. Hi.” He nodded, smiling slightly. “Hi.” He bit back the urge to ask her inside. If she was going to be his sexual sub, she should make the first move, with the full knowledge of what it would mean. “Ah... do you have any plans? Can I come in for a few moments?” “Actually, I do have plans, and I’m a little pressed for time. Did you... leave something inside?” He watched the color rise to her cheeks. “No.” “Then what can I do for you?”
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Her beautiful dark eyes shot angry sparks at him. “Do you have to make this so difficult for me?” “Make what difficult? You were the one who said you didn’t want to see me again. And you expect what from me now?” She compressed her lips. “A little courtesy would be nice.” “Ending our relationship was your choice, Javen.” “Well, what if I’ve changed my mind?” Warm satisfaction settled over him, but he resisted the impulse to smile or pump his fist in the air. “Have you?” “Actually... no. I want the same thing I wanted the last time we saw each other.” “Meaningless but safe sex?” He shook his head. “Thanks but no, thanks, Javen. If that’s still your goal, throw out the outfit I sent you and go find your old lover.” She flushed, her eyes shooting daggers. “Now if you’ll excuse me?” He moved around her but paused when she moved with him, blocking his path. “Javen --” “I didn’t come here just so you could humiliate me, Devlin!” “I have no desire to humiliate you! But that doesn’t mean I have to allow you to use me either.” “Use you?” “Yes, use me. You want a relationship that’s based strictly on sex. I want one that actually means something and will lead to something meaningful and permanent.” “You’re making me sound like some back-alley tramp!” “I’m stating the facts, Javen. As you said, as long as we want such vastly different things in a relationship, there’s really no point in trying to pursue one with each other. Now will you kindly step out of my way?”
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“No! I’m not leaving until I get what I want.” “And what the hell is that?” “A few hours alone with you.” “That’s not going to happen again -- not unless we play by my rules this time.” He caressed her cheek. “When you’re ready to commit to a serious relationship with me, let me know.” “So unless I’m ready to have unsafe sex with you --” “I’m no longer interested in your safe, meaningless sex.” “So I have to be ready to... let you dominate me?” “In a word, yes!” “Fuck you, Devlin!” She turned and stormed back to her car. He stood watching her drive away. She was really going to make him work for her submission. Smiling at the thought of the joys they’d explore once she surrendered, he walked inside his house. He had taken a long shower and changed into sweat bottoms when the doorbell rang. He wasn’t expecting anyone. Nor was he in the mood for company. He ignored the ringing bell and headed for the rec room. The bell rang again... and then again. Swearing softly, he moved to the front door. “Who the hell is it?” he demanded. “Who the hell do you think?” He paused with his hand several inches from the doorknob. He closed his eyes briefly, took several deep breaths, and opened the door. He stepped back and, without quite meeting his gaze, Javen stalked past him. He closed the door and turned to face her. He smiled. “Back so soon, honey?” Her lips tightened. “If you’re going to gloat, I’ll... I’ll --” “What?”
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She sighed. “Make you wear a condom.” He swallowed several times. If she’d come back prepared to have sex without the benefit of a condom, then surely she was ready to admit that what they shared was more than sex? He studied the tense expression on her lovely face and decided that was just wishful thinking. She was probably willing to risk sex the way he wanted because she was on the pill or had taken some other measures. “Then far be it from me to gloat.” He took her hand in his and drew her into his arms. He held her close, pressing his lips against her hair. “I missed you.” She lifted her head and looked at him. “Then why didn’t you call?” “You said we were through.” “So?” He swallowed the laughter struggling to be released. “Didn’t you mean it?” She pressed her fist against his shoulder. “I’m here now about to behave in a very sexually irresponsible way. Does that sound like I meant it?” “How was I to know I shouldn’t take you at your word?” She opened her fist and placed her hand against his chest. “While you were away, did you --” He shook his head. “I didn’t sleep with anyone, and I’ve got the blue balls to prove it.” She sighed and rested her weight against him. “I waited and waited... hoping you’d call.” He lifted her chin and stared into her eyes. “Had I known that, I would have. I took you at your word.” He slipped his hands under her waistband and cupped his hands over her big, bare ass. He grinned down at her. “Next time I’ll know better, won’t I?” Her eyes flashed and her lips parted. He bent his head and kissed her, trapping the indignant words on her warm, sweet lips. She moaned and returned his kisses with a hunger that made his cock ache.
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After several moments, she pulled away from him. “There’s something you should know, Devlin.” “What?” “I’m not one of those women who like alpha males.” He laughed and drew her back in his arms. “The hell you don’t. This time we are playing by my rules, Javen. And I am definitely alpha, honey.” “If you think --” He pressed his fingers against her lips. “I don’t think anything. I know what’s going to happen between us from now on.” He stepped away from her and quickly stripped her and then himself. Although her dark eyes shot sparks at him, she made no effort to move away when he rubbed the head of his cock along her outer lips. Locking his gaze with hers, he kept up the sensuous motion until her natural fluids seeped out to coat his fully erect shaft. She was ready for him. He spread his legs and bent his knees. He resisted the urge to shove his hips forward and burrow deep into her. He wanted their first time as committed lovers to be slow and special. And he wanted to give her one last time to protest. She moistened her lips and remained still, her dark eyes dancing with desire and a hint of fear. “It’s all right, honey; I love you.” He whispered the words against her mouth and slowly sent his hips forward, lodging the pulsing head of his cock just between the velvety softness of her outer lips. “Oooh... Devlin.” He closed his eyes briefly in an effort to control the rush of emotions he felt. Then he eased forward again, sliding more of himself into her slick pussy. “Oooh!” She shuddered, grabbing his hips, trying to draw him deeper. “Oh... please. More... dear, God, Devlin, give me more!”
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There could only be one first time when they had unprotected sex, and he wanted to make the experience unforgettable for them both. He resisted her efforts and inched slowly into her tight, hot channel. When they were finally groin to groin, he slid his hands over her big, warm ass and pressed his mouth against her full lips. He moved in and out of her slowly, determined to savor this first sweet delight. He had every inch of himself buried in the intriguing woman he’d fallen hard for the moment he saw her. With her hands raking down his back, her pussy joyfully welcoming his cock back on each downward plunge, he was in heaven. Each time he bottomed out in her, she moaned against his lips and sucked hungrily at his tongue, almost as if she were sucking his cock. It became more difficult to hold his explosion at bay. He just wanted to surrender to the hunger raging inside him and blast his cum into her. But he would not come until he had satisfied her. As he trembled with the effort to hold onto the last ounce of control and sweat ran down his back, she suddenly cried out, ramming her hips into his. Her pussy clasped and convulsed around him. Finally he could let go. He moved his hands to her hips, crushed his mouth onto hers, and fucked her hard and deep, driving his cock inside her pussy in a frenzy that was part lust, part raw emotions he could no longer control. Within a minute, his orgasm crashed over him like a tidal wave, and he slammed his cock as deep into her as he could and shot jet after jet of cum inside her. The intensity of his climax made his knees buckle. Still coming, he leaned heavily against her, biting and nipping at her lips and tongue, lost in a storm of pleasure like none he’d ever experienced. She held him, trading hot, demanding kiss for demanding kiss as her greedy pussy squeezed the last drop of cum from his cock. Feeling emotionally drained by the force of his release, he drew out of her and collapsed to his knees. She lay down on the carpet and drew him down into her arms. He
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settled between her legs, burying his face against her neck. “Oh, damn! I love you!” His voice was husky, almost inaudible. Her soft, caressing hands smoothed him. They lay in silence for a while before he drew them both to their feet and led her to the bedroom. Once there, they tumbled onto the bed together. She parted her legs, and he thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her. He made love to her again. As he came, he found himself trembling in her arms and chanting that he loved her... he loved her... he loved her. Finally exhausted, he drifted to sleep in her arms, content with the knowledge that despite her failure to confess to being in love with him, she wanted more than sex. Whether she was ready to admit it or not, she was his. He woke late the next morning alone in the house. She had left without waking him or leaving any message. Oh, well, he would have to work at getting her to admit how she felt. Recalling her lack of inhibitions the night before, he smiled. Wringing that admission from her might not be easy, but he planned to make sure they both enjoyed every second of the challenge. He rose and headed for the shower, eager to see her and repeat the previous night’s lovemaking over and over.
***** Javen lay in a tub full of warm water and slick bath oil, resting her neck on a bath pillow, staring up at the ceiling. After twelve years of responsible sex, she had allowed Devlin to ejaculate in her over and over. When she had gone back to his house, she had half believed that she would be able to talk him into using a condom, as she had each time before. Instead, she had capitulated like some silly teenager who foolishly thought she would not get pregnant. And she had loved every second of the night spent with him. So instead of
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staying around to see what pleasures the morning would bring, she had waited until she was sure he slept soundly before sneaking away into the night. Sometime during the night of endless fucking... no. He had been sweet, warm, tender, and considerate of her needs and feelings. He had made love to her. And sometime during the night, she had come to believe he really was in love with her. Only a man in love could create such emotional turmoil and joy. She wanted him sexually more than she’d ever wanted any other man. But if her response to him was strictly physical, why hadn’t she married Marc when he’d proposed? Like Devlin, Marc was handsome, sexy, and a great lover. Yet their lovemaking had never left her willing to do almost anything just for another opportunity to spend a few hours in his arms. Marc had touched her physically, but never touched the raw, aching core of her heart as Devlin had. Surely that added up to love and not just lust. But if she loved him, why had she fled from him the moment he was asleep? And why didn’t he come after her? He must surely know by now how much her feelings and need for him left her at his mercy. Where did they go from last night? She closed her eyes, recalling how he had filled her pussy with his hard cock, her ears with whispered words of love and devotion that left her sobbing with a combination of pleasure and fear. Where did they go? Did she continue to have unprotected sex with him and risk allowing him to dominate her in a way she’d never allowed any man to do? Or did she flee to the relative safety of Marc’s arms? Marc had always accepted her as an equal. And that’s what she’d demanded and always wanted. Wasn’t it? If so, why had she enjoyed Devlin dominating her so much? She gave an angry shake of her head. She’d always known what she wanted and gone after it. Okay, so she wasn’t quite sure if she wanted a safe future with Marc, or an unpredictable but exciting one with Devlin. Whichever the future held, she wasn’t going to find it, lying in the bathtub.
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She rose and returned to her bedroom. She dressed in a dark pink, elegant pantsuit that highlighted all of her assets, and left the house. Halfway to her parking spot, she froze. A familiar dark SUV pulled into the parking lot and cruised to a stop beside her. The driver-side door opened. The proverbial tall, dark, and good-looking ebony hunk got out. She swallowed slowly, feeling a flush of pleasure. “Marc! I was just on my way to your house!” “I knew you’d come to your senses, baby.” She blinked. “What? What are you talking about?” “Your Aunt Liz called me and told me you were ready to be my baby again.” “She did what? She had no right! I --” He smiled and swept her into his arms. Before she could protest, his warm, full lips descended on hers. Her passions stirred as he drew her close to his body. His tongue pushed between her lips and inside her mouth. Feeling him slowly lengthening against her as he devoured her mouth, she gasped. Lord, she had forgotten how he could devour her lips until her pussy dripped. And oh, damn, but the feel of his heavy cock pressing against her made her wet. As always, with just a few kisses, he had her ready to melt into a helpless puddle at his feet. Still, the responses he created were strictly physical. Her heart remained untouched by his heated, almost desperate kisses. Finally, she knew she could never belong to him again. The desperation of his kiss told her he still possessed deep feelings for her. Fearful of hurting him, she gently disengaged herself. As she did, she became aware of another vehicle stopping close by. She wiped the back of her hand across her mouth. Embarrassed at being caught in such a passionate embrace in public, she looked around Marc’s shoulder -- right into Devlin’s cold blue eyes. Heat rushed up her cheeks and her heart thundered in fear and horror. “Devlin!”
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Marc turned to face Devlin, and the two sized each other up in silence. Marc looked at her. “You know him?” “Yes. I... he’s --” “I’m the man she comes running to when she wants soul-destroying, condomless sex.” Her face burning, she stared at Devlin, not quite believing what she’d just heard. Marc turned her to face her, a stunned expression on his handsome face. “What the hell? You’re not only sleeping with this guy, but you let him touch you without a condom?” Devlin closed the distance between them and stared coolly at Marc. “All night long. What? You’ve never had the pleasure?” The pained look in Marc’s dark eyes cut her like a knife. Devlin had just gone out of his way to be cruel to a man she’d never wanted to hurt. She’d been on her way to tell Marc she was in love with another man so he’d know not to waste any more time hoping she’d want to resume their relationship. She’d planned to let him down easy. Now, thanks to Devlin, he must think she was easy and cruel. She swung around to face Devlin. “How dare you? You have no right, Devlin.” “The hell I don’t. I drive up and find you allowing another man to kiss you, and you expect me to play nice?” “I expect you to get the hell out of my face!” Angered at his lack of remorse at hurting Marc, she slapped him. “I never want to see you again, you selfish bastard! Do you hear me?” “Loud and clear!” She sucked in a breath at his unexpected answer. Damn him for never doing or saying what she expected. “I mean it!” “Sure you do.” His tone mocked her. Damn him! She slapped him again, gave Marc a look that asked forgiveness, and turned and ran back to her apartment. Neither man followed her. Inside, she lay on her bed, feeling flushed, angry, and confused.
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Surprisingly, she didn’t cry. After awhile, she rose and undressed, then slid back into bed. Within minutes, the nearly sleepless night took its toll and she fell asleep. The ringing phone woke her several hours later. Groaning, she rolled over and sat up. She glanced at her caller I.D. It was Devlin. She walked into the bathroom and closed the door as her answering machine greeting began. She showered, dressed, packed an overnight bag, and left the apartment. If Devlin showed up unannounced, he would not find her sitting home like some lovesick teenager. Half an hour later, she stood outside Keisha’s apartment door. “Jai! You look... trouble in paradise, huh?” She nodded. Keisha reached for her overnight bag and urged her inside. They sat in Keisha’s ultramodern living room, sipping hot toddies. “He actually told Marc you two had unprotected sex?” “Yes! Can you believe him? It was awful. Marc looked so hurt and stunned and he...” She stopped and took several deep breaths. “He behaved like some... silly... backwards... alpha male out of some seventies romance novel who thought he owned the heroine just because she was... stupid enough to drop her drawers for him!” “So naturally you slapped him and told him you never wanted to see him again, huh?” She sighed, noting the surprise in Keisha’s voice. “Okay, I know I had no business slapping him, but he had no business deliberating trying to hurt Marc.” Keisha shrugged. “Maybe not, but put yourself in his place. What if you’d arrived at his house and found him kissing the breath out of his ex’s lungs? Don’t tell me you wouldn’t have been spitting fire.” “Well... maybe I would have, but --” “And you wouldn’t have been overly concerned about the feelings of the woman kissing your man.”
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“Okay, I’d have been pissed, but...” “But what?” She took several sips of her drink. “Marc deserved more consideration than that.” “From you... not necessarily from him. He doesn’t owe Marc anything.” “So you think I overreacted?” “Slapping him was way out of line.” “I know, but I was so angry, and he just stood there looking so smug and confident... so sure of himself! I know he expects me to turn up at his house, begging for...” Keisha’s lips curved upward. “Cock?” She flushed. “It’s not going to happen.” “Why not? Aren’t he and the sex worth it?” She gave an angry shake of her head. “Look, Jai, let’s be honest. You, he, and I know one unassailable fact -- you are his woman. Now, if you want to make him chase you down like the alpha male you say he is, he’ll probably enjoy that.” Keisha arched a brow. “You’ll probably enjoy it, as well.” “He’s not getting away with being inconsiderate and exposing me to...” “If I were you, I’d go home, put on something sexy and skimpy, and go hunting for him. Then give him a long night of unbridled lust and hot, drenching sex he won’t ever forget.” A wave of heat rushed up her neck at the picture Keisha’s words conjured in her mind. “And what will that get me besides dominated?” Keisha grinned. “It’ll get you laid by a man who loves you. If you beg enough, he might even spank your ass before he fucks you there. What more can a woman ask than that?” “This isn’t just about sex, Kei!”
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“I know that, but let’s face it, girl -- good sex ain’t easy to come by. And when you meet a handsome man who gives it to you, I ask again, what more can a woman ask for?” What more, indeed? Okay, so he wasn’t perfect. Neither was she. He loved her. She no longer doubted that. And she could no longer deny she loved him. Nothing else was important. She sighed. “Aunt Liz is not going to be happy.” Keisha shrugged. “Too bad!” “Kei! She’s already disappointed that I teach at a private school.” Keisha frowned. “Look, you know I think she’s an okay woman, but should you work at an inner-city school for peanuts when you can get paid some of what you’re worth at a private school? It’s not as if you’ve turned your back on the inner city. You tutor low-income kids for free. What more can she expect?” “You’re making her sound unreasonable.” “Sometimes she is. Just because she raised you doesn’t give her the right to dictate how you live your life or who you fall in love with!” “She doesn’t do that!” “Oh, yes, she does, which is why you were afraid to sleep with Chuck and why you’re now refusing you admit you’re in love with Devlin!” “I’m not refusing to admit it! I do love him!” “Then what are you doing sitting here whining and keeping us both from our men?” Javen put her glass down and rose. Keisha arched a brow, smiling slightly. “Going somewhere?” “Yes. To track down my alpha male.” She kissed Keisha’s cheek. “Don’t get up. I’ll see myself out. And thanks, Kei.” “That’s what friends are for.”
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Devlin sat in his car waiting when she pulled into her parking space. Hands shaking and heart pounding, she got out of her car. He alighted from his. Without a word, he pressed his cheek against hers, locking her in a painfully tight embrace. She endured the bear hug for several moments before she pulled away. “We need to talk.” “Out here?” “No.” Inside her apartment, he leaned against the locked door. “Where have you been?” “If you think I’ve been with Marc --” “I asked where you’d been, not where you hadn’t been.” She tilted her head. “How do you know I haven’t been with him?” “Because I left his house an hour ago.” “Left his... oh, no!” She clutched his arm. “Is he all right?” He smiled. “Of course he’s all right. What do you think I did? Ate him?” “This isn’t funny! You didn’t...” “I didn’t do anything to him. We just talked.” “About what?” “You. What else?” He sighed. “Poor guy. He’s still in love with you.” She sighed, leaning against him. “I didn’t deserve him.” “I know.” She jerked away from him. “What?” He grinned. “You don’t deserve me either.” “I don’t... you conceited... Marc is worth two of you!” “Yeah? Then why am I the one about to spend the night with you?”
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Her cheeks burned. “For two cents, I’d slap you into next week!” His smile vanished. “No, you won’t! No more slaps, Javen.” She shook her head. “I’m sorry about that. I don’t usually go around hitting people.” She caressed the cheek she’d struck. “I’m sorry. Forgive me.” He pulled her into his arms, rubbing his groin against hers. “Convince me.” She stiffened against him. “If you think, for one moment, I’m going to --” His lips crashed down on hers. He curled his fingers in her hair and kissed her until she was wet and trembling with hunger. “Oh, Devlin -- “ “Sometimes, my pretty wench, you talk too much. Take your clothes off and be prepared to be fucked into submission!” “Devlin --” He pressed his fingers against her lips. “Now, woman, or I might be tempted to paddle that large, lovely ass of yours when you’re naked. And if I paddle it, I’ll have to fuck it to make amends.” She caught her breath. “Fuck my ass?” “An ass as large and lovely as yours is was made to be worshipped and fucked by a man who loves you. Get naked, woman. Now!” Javen, who decided she could be submissive when the situation demanded it, happily obeyed. When they were both nude, he led her into her bedroom, positioned her on the bed on her stomach with her legs spread wide, mounted her, and thrust balls-deep. She moaned and shuddered. Dear God, there was no feeling as wonderful as having her pussy stuffed full of his hot cock. She pressed her cheek against the bed and wiggled her ass at him. “Fuck me!”
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He grabbed her hips, raked his teeth against her hot spot, and fucked her with a savage hunger that left her sobbing as she experienced back-to-back orgasms. As she exploded, he rolled them over until she lay on top of him, her back pressed against his chest. He prolonged her orgasm by playing with her clit until he shuddered, bit into her shoulder, and shot his cum inside her. When he finally withdrew from her, she closed her legs tightly, wanting to keep every drop of his seed inside her body. Later, after they’d taken a shower together, they lay in her bed in the dark, talking. “Devlin, when you saw me with Marc... he didn’t... I mean we hadn’t...” “Made love? Yes. I know.” “How?” He caressed her ass. “Because you belong to me.” “I don’t belong to you or anyone else.” “The hell you don’t.” He pinched her ass. “Ouch!” She decided that now was probably not a good time to push him. “When did you know you loved me?” He brushed his lips against the top of her head. “Do you believe in love at first sight?” She rubbed her cheek against his shoulder. “No. I think true love takes a while to develop.” “Maybe it does most of the time. But not with you. I think I fell in love with you the moment I saw you. I knew then you were going to be everything I wanted in a woman... beautiful, sexy, spunky, good in bed, and capable of making me forget every other woman I ever knew.” “Oh, Devlin! That’s so sweet.” “I mean it.”
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“I know. Now I have a confession.” She pulled out of his arms, sat up, and turned on her bedside lamp. He sat beside her. “So? Confess already.” “I love you.” He arched a brow. “You call that a confession? Tell me something I don’t already know.” “What do you mean, you already know? How could you?” He grinned and cupped her breasts in his palms. “I knew you were in love with me when you stopped insisting on a condom.” “I never stopped insisting on one. You just turned alpha on me and stopped listening!” “Same difference. If you really didn’t want it, you wouldn’t have allowed it. I knew when you did, you were in love with me.” She tightened her lips. “You are one smug bastard! For two cents, I’d --” He eased her onto her back. He slid his body over hers, resting his weight on his hands and knees. “You’d what? Beg me to make love to you?” With him so close, she longed to surrender to what felt like an endless hunger for him. Before she did, she had one final concession to make. She pressed against his shoulders. “I need to go to the bathroom first,” she whispered. He rolled off of her. “I’ll come with you.” “No!” She scrambled off the bed. He sat up. “What are you up to?” “Nothing! Just... stay there.” “And if I choose not stay here?” “Devlin!” “Okay, as long as you don’t take too long.”
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She nodded and hurried from the room. Ten minutes later, she returned to the bedroom. He lay on his back with his hands behind his head, his cock swaying an inch or so above his thigh. “Devlin... I think you’ll want to see this,” she called softly. He opened his eyes, swore softly, and vaulted to his feet. He crossed the room and stood staring at her. She stood trembling in anticipation, watching the play of emotions in his eyes as he studied her breasts protruding from the black leather holes of the cupless bra. His gaze moved over her stomach to rest on her slit, exposed by the crotchless mesh-and-leather panties she wore. She held up the handcuffs, her heart racing. “Oh, damn, honey, I knew you’d be breathtaking in them.” “My breasts sag and my ass is hanging out.” He laughed. “I love sagging breasts, and don’t get me started on your lovely ass.” “What about these?” She offered him the handcuffs. “Are you prepared to wear them for me while I become acquainted with your ass, baby?” She nearly reeled under a strong wave of lust at the thought of being handcuffed as he took her anal virginity. Moisture trickled out of her pussy. “I... I... yes.” He took the handcuffs and tossed them aside. “We’ll save them and your luscious ass for our first fuck when we go camping.” Taking her by her waist, he inserted a finger inside her. “I know just what this sweet, wet pussy is missing.” He pressed against her, nibbling her lips. “Would you like some cock now, honey?” She parted her legs. “Yes, please,” she whispered. He led her to the bed, stretching out on top of her. “You are perfect, and I love you so much I ache,” he whispered, peppering her lips with kisses. “The only way love with you
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could get any better is if we were making love around a campfire with the moon and stars over ahead, looking on with envy because you belong to me.” “Only to you,” she gasped. “You readily admit this pussy belongs to me and that you’re not only my woman but my sub?” “Yes.” “You submit to my sexual domination, knowing full well that one of these days I’m going to fuck your lovely ass?” “Oooh... yes!” “Have you ever had a cock in your ass?” “No.” “Why not?” “I’ve been saving it for you!” she whispered, rotating her hips against his. “My pussy... my ass... everything I have is yours for the taking, Devlin. Everything. I’m yours to do with as you like.” “For how long?” “Until I’ve had my fill of you and...” She slid a hand between their bodies. “And this big, hard, wonderful cock.” “And how long before you’ve had enough?” “Not long... maybe... fifty... sixty years, tops. After that? You’re out of here, boy!” “Dream on, you sweet, sexy liar. You and I both know you’re never going to get enough of me or my cock.” A spark of independence surfaced briefly. “God, I hate it when you turn alpha on me.” He laughed. “Yes, I can tell.” He licked her breasts until her nipples hardened. Oh, damn, that felt good, but she needed more. “Fuck me! Please.”
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He lifted his head and looked down at her, his eyes dancing. “My, aren’t you the submissive begging for cock.” A wave of heat covered her body. She lifted her hips. “Please. Put it in me. Fuck me!” “Gladly, my baby!” He placed his cock at her crotch and eased forward with maddening slowness. She closed her eyes, clutching his ass as he slowly impaled her on his hard length. His warm lips moved over her breasts and his arms clasped her close. Although she had begged for a fuck, he made love to her. As he lingered over his lovemaking, allowing her climax to build slowly, a hunger to taste the cock giving her such pleasure tightened her belly. His leisurely lovemaking heightened the intensity of her approaching climax. She clung to him, her pussy shuddering around him, and decided that maybe this submissive shit wasn’t such a bad thing after all. Nothing that felt this good could be bad. Then he hit her hot spot, and her entire world blew apart. There was no thinking after that -- just wonderfully sweet, intense feelings... and love... endless love... as only a happily submissive woman could experience under the tutelage of the sexy man she gladly accepted as her sexual master.
Marilyn Lee Marilyn lives, works, and writes on the East Coast of the US. In additional to thoroughly enjoying writing erotic romances in various genres, she enjoys roller-skating, spending time with her large, extended family, and rooting for all her favorite hometown sports teams. Her other interests include collecting Doc Savage pulp novels from the thirties and forties and collecting Marvel comics from the seventies and eighties (particularly Thor and The Avengers.) Her favorite TV shows are forensic shows, westerns (Gunsmoke and
Have Gun, Will Travel are particular favorites), and mysteries (Charlie Chan movies in particular). Her all time favorite mystery movie is probably Dead, Again. She’s seen nearly every vampire movie or television show ever made (Forever Knight and Count Yorga,
Vampires are favorites. Visit Marilyn on the Internet at www.marilynlee.org or e-mail her at
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The Ninth Wave Craig shook his head, his face flushed. “Gods! You irritating woman! You had me worried there for a moment.” “I'm a woman; it's my civic duty to throw men a curve ball now and then; it keeps you alert. Look, forget all that. We're here, together, now. It was karma that we should meet.” She gestured to the picture. “We'll go to New Madurai together one day. I'd like you to meet the rest of my family.” “I'd like that, too,” he said, and kissed her gently on the cheek. “We will go, once everything is settled here.” “It'll take years to make Orpheus viable.” She nestled against him. “It will. But we have plenty of time.” Cassie wrapped her arms around his neck. “We do,” she whispered, and kissed him deeply. Their lips parted, tongues meeting in moist intimacy, dancing a salamandrine dance over and around each other. Cassie nibbled Craig's lips and flicked his teeth, lightning-quick, with her tongue as she drew back. “Oh ho!” She chuckled as she squirmed onto his lap. “What's this I feel? It's nice to be appreciated!” “A corpse would get a boner, the way you kiss!” he said with a groan. “I don't know how I'm gonna last until those drones are launched.” “I'm afraid we're both going to need some self-control, lover,” she said with a grin, taking his hand and closing it about her breast. Her nipple was hard and aching against his palm. “The thought of that lovely meat of yours just a layer of clothing beneath my tight little Pindoo butt is making me wetter than that bloody sea out there. We've got work to do
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now, but I'll go easy on you later,” she said with a purr. His eyebrows rose and she giggled. “You don't believe me? I mean it; we'll skip the Tantra tonight.” Craig made a show of wiping his brow with relief and she laughed. Standing, she took his hand and pulled him to his feet. “Come on,” she said. “The sooner we finish out there, the sooner we can begin in here…”
***** They left the comfort of the ATV and readied the drones, working with easy and professional camaraderie. Green lights winked across the display panels, showing all was well with the sophisticated robots. “I'm glad they're working okay!” Craig said, closing the hatches over the panels. He patted the machine. “These cost us plenty. I wouldn't want to be the one to report a bad apple to the Council.” “They wouldn't shoot you if you did. Even they know there's no such thing as perfection. You worry too much. Come on, let's get the ramp down.” She glanced over her shoulder at the clouds rolling slowly over the horizon. “I want to be inside before that weather hits.” The prefabricated launch ramp took mere minutes to assemble. Its latticework rail extended and slipped into the gelid water, the servomotors whining faintly under the load. Cassie took advantage of her waterproof suit and walked into the sea a little way. She checked the ramp, ensuring no underwater rocks would impede the drones' progress. The pressure of the water pressed the suit against her legs in a strangely sensuous way. She suppressed a giggle and waded deeper, until the water rose up to her waist. “Don't go too far in, babe,” Craig said.
The Ninth Wave “I won't,” she replied, savoring the living feel of the pressure against her crotch as the slow current surged around her. Resting her hand on the rail for balance against the slight undertow, she looked out over the sea. “Funny how the swell has kept the water clear,” she said thoughtfully. “In these temperatures, I'd have thought it would still freeze over.” “It's the kind of thing these babies are here to look at, remember?” he replied. “It might lead to something the colony can use.” “Yeah.” She walked up onto dry land, glancing back at the dark water. “I hope so.” The sun was already beginning to dip toward the horizon, the short Orphean day of 18 hours another oddity for an Earth-born to get used to. The first drone hummed softly on the cradle. “Fire one.” Craig touched the button and the robot slipped down the ramp into the water with barely a ripple. Cassie had already set the second drone up on the crane by the time the cradle retracted. Within two minutes, the second drone had left the scene. Cassie and Craig stared at the water, then up at the gathering storm looming black and ominous over the rocky hills of the peninsula. “Wanna cash that rain-check?” she asked, nudging him in the ribs with her elbow. “I thought you'd never ask!” He grinned.
***** Darkness came quickly, borne on the rising wind and the first slashing drops of rain. Snug inside the ATV, Cassie peeled the thin fabric of the body sheath off Craig's body like a gossamer cocoon. His exposed skin was hot and pliant beneath her hands as she caressed his firm, muscular torso, tracing a path with her fingertips around each rosy pink,
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hair-rimmed nipple. She ran her hands across his chest, and he trembled as he held her, his cock rising hard against her belly. Craig's breath was loud in her ear as he held her close, his fingers searching for her body sheath closures, his usually deft touch clumsy in his eagerness. She held him tightly in her arms, feeling their hearts beating hard, united in rising lust. The top of her suit came loose, peeled away from her arms and breasts. Under his urging, she lay back on the bunk, her butt on the edge, arms flung wide as Craig tugged at the legs of her suit. He finally pulled the sheath from her feet and flung it aside. Cold air ran electric fingers over her hot flesh. Craig's eyes burned with fervid desire as he parted her thighs and stepped closer. Reaching out, he ran a finger over her cheeks to her lips, her throat, and down to her breasts. She moaned softly as his hands cupped each orb. He squeezed them hard, pinching her nipples as he bowed his head and laid gentle kisses on her belly.
Dark, sleet-laden clouds roiled over the hills to the west, the darkness seeping from the turbulent sky to merge with the basaltic hills until earth and heavens seemed one. Deep within the mass, lightning flickered, the huge energies remaining hidden behind lobes of tumultuous vapor… Craig ran his lips and tongue over her belly, laying a moist trail down, down to her pussy as his hands slid up and down her flanks with long, slow strokes. She felt his hot breath playing over her labia and sighed with contentment, her eyes hooded, unseeing.
The storm front grew four great wings of dark cloud. Moving with preternatural speed, they reached around an area of sky directly above the ATV until they met and merged with a shocking blast of lightning, enclosing the ATV in an amphitheater of relative calm. As the clouds merged, they thickened, until the small area of calm became swallowed by night…
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