Another groan escaped her as she thought of his tongue on other parts of his body. She pressed her hips closer to his. His answering groan brought a smile to her lips.
William was the first to pull back. “You think that’s funny do you? A day ago you wanted to throttle me.”
“Make love to me.”
Erica was tired of talking. It didn’t matter that they had been apart for two weeks or that she had no idea where the whole relationship was going. She needed more than sex. She needed the emotional connection. Her body was on fire and every inch of her screamed to be touched. The silk fabric of her dress only teased her more. Grabbing his hand, she brushed it over her breast where her hardened nipples poked at the fabric.
Taking his hand she led him to the bed. Both of them began working on the buttons of his dress shirt as he slipped off his shoes. Erica needed to feel his skin against hers. Once his shirt was off she touched every inch she could reach. Every muscle, every ripple seemed deeper, more pronounced, more masculine than she remembered.
He placed a gentle kiss on her hand before moving once again to her mouth, her jaw, her neck. Erica wasn’t sure if she would explode or cry from the reverence in his kisses. The dress was pulled up and over her shoulders and tossed on the floor. Her skin burned from the fire in William’s gaze.
William studied her full breasts and hips. Her porcelain skin was marred with red splotches from his kisses. He watched as her tongue appeared to moisten her lips and nearly came undone. “God you’re beautiful.”
“Not exactly a swimsuit model.” She joked about her body.
“That’s good because they are nothing but skin and bones and look like a pre-teen boy. You’re all woman. Absolutely beautiful and perfectly made. No more negative remarks about this amazing body.” He knelt, twirling his tongue around her nipple before wrapping his moist mouth around it.
Erica thought her knees would give way. He released one only to move to the other. Erica felt the wetness between her legs increase. She whimpered, intertwining her fingers in his hair trying to bring him closer.
Standing up he motioned for her to layback on the bed. She was more than eager to comply. Pressing her legs together Erica couldn’t stop from squirming. “I need you.” Sitting up she began taking off his belt and unbuttoning his pants. Reaching a hand inside, she cupped the rigid length of him. The warmth from his hard, naked flesh only aroused her more. “I need this inside me. Please.” The deep desire in her voice, the pleading, startled her.
He chuckled. “Slow down honey. I’m going to take good care of you.” Slipping off his pants and his boxers, William crawled onto the bed. William lay down beside her so that his chest met her shoulder. He kissed her gently brushing his hand over her breasts, her stomach and even lower. “Let the rest of it go.” he whispered in her ear.
Erica nodded. Everywhere that William’s hand touched left trails of fire. His hand cupped the V between her legs. He stroked her, rubbing that extra sensitive spot with his thumb.
“Please, William. I’m so close.” She caught his gaze. He looked as pained as she felt.
Using every last ounce of control, William trailed kisses down between her thighs to where his hand had been playing havoc. Everything about her made him want to please her. He devoured her, licking, sucking until her screams filled the room from her climax.
Erica felt every nerve in her body explode. Her nails bit into William’s shoulders as she convulsed in pleasure. Never in her life had she done such a thing. Her ex had never even offered and she had been too embarrassed to ask. “Wow. That’s what all the fuss is about.”
“Are you ready for round two?” he rasped.
“Mmm, if it’s even half as good as round one then bring it on.” She couldn’t help grinning.
Sliding up over her, William nestled himself between her thighs.
Lifting her hips off the bed she smiled, “Stop teasing.” She lifted her hips upwards again taking in a small part of him. “Please. I want all of you inside me.”
The moment’s hesitation was gone and he plunged into her tight, moist body. The sheer pleasure of being buried deep inside her, being skin to skin was almost too much.
He kissed her. Slowly dipping his tongue in and out of her mouth, William began to imitate the motion with his hips. Her groan of pleasure left him struggling to keep control; he wanted her to experience another magnificent release.
Erica knew he would always be the perfect fit. Every nerve screamed in pleasure from the stretching and stroking of his hard shaft. She couldn’t get enough of him, running her hands over his hard chest and well-muscled back. Her nails lightly grazed his back causing William to groan. Erica grinned and dragged her nails down his back.
He grumbled enjoying the animalistic side of her.
Erica giggled.
“Look at me.” It was more of a request than a demand.
Erica raised her gaze to his passion glazed eyes which were now more of a cerulean blue. To have him over her, joined with her and meeting his eyes was the second most intimate moment in her life. She knew it would always be this way with him. She never looked away. “Harder.”
A few more strokes and she felt the pleasure coil deep inside her, “Don’t stop. Oh, yes!” The deep coil inside her shattered into a million pieces causing her to cry out but never looked away. Her wave of excitement continued as he thrust inside her faster and faster.
Erica took his breath away. The tightening around him from her orgasm combined with her screams and the look of complete ecstasy on her face was the most exquisite thing William had ever seen. Feeling her pleasure building again he lost all sense of reason, thrusting faster and faster until they both erupted. Her screams of pleasure echoed again throughout the quiet room.
William lay down beside her. Erica, feeling empty after being filled so completely, turned to face him. Placing her head on his shoulder, she felt less insecure when he wrapped an arm around her to bring her close. Erica ran a hand through his light chest hair. “My neighbors are going to be looking at me a bit strange for a while. These walls aren’t exactly soundproof.”
“They’re just jealous they aren’t having mind-blowing sex.”
“Maybe.” But the term ‘mind-blowing sex’ left her grinning.
“Hey.” William placed a finger under chin and made her look up. “Your screams sent me way over the edge. Don’t let anyone shame you into being quiet. Many men would kill to have a woman as sexual as you are.”
“Want to do it again?” Erica draped her thigh over his.
“As much as I’d like to say yes, I’m not super human.
“Party pooper.”
“Consider it the trials of an older man.”
Erica stuck her tongue out at him before turning over to present her back to him. “We’ll have to work on your stamina.” She mumbled.
William chuckled. Stubborn. Glancing over at her naked form, his gaze traveled from her shoulders to her well curved backside. Placing a kiss on her shoulder, a softer chuckle escaped as he heard the slight snores coming from her side of the bed. She was more tired than she led on. Spooning behind her, William lay in the bed watching Erica sleep. The sheet was around her waist and she was curled up on her side facing him. God, she’s beautiful. Somewhere in the night his dreams had melded together. Cameron bending Erica over his desk, fucking her. And then there was a rush of blood from somewhere. Erica started screaming and writhing in pain as blood poured down her legs. A chilling scream rent the air. William bolted upright in the bed covered in sweat. He swore her screams were what woke him up. In reality, all was quiet.
Erica shifted in her sleep soft snores coming from her side of the bed. Unable to calm his racing heart or get the dream out of his head he decided that sleep would be impossible. Hearing his stomach growl he pulled on his boxers and headed straight for the refrigerator. He grabbed a container of leftover Chinese food and popped it in the microwave.
An hour later Erica called out
, “William,” then louder still, “William.”
“In here, babe.”
A sleepy and naked Erica emerged from the bedroom. “I woke up and you were gone. I thought that, well . . .I . . .”
“Come sit down.” He patted a spot beside him on the sofa.
Suddenly feeling self-conscious, Erica grabbed an afghan blanket from a nearby basket and wrapped it around herself. Sitting down on the plush sofa she felt William’s fingers on her chin. The understanding in his eyes clamped down on her heart.
“You thought I left like before.”
A weight settled in her stomach. “You . . . “
“Are you ready to talk to me about. . . about why you lied about sleeping with Cameron?”
“Because I thought it would be really awkward to tell you how after you left me I started dating your brother. He pulled the “if you love me then you’ll sleep with me” routine and since I wasn’t a virgin anymore I didn’t think I should hold myself back. He dumped me the next day and had a field day with the fact that both you and he had slept with me.”
“So after high school you didn’t . . .”
“No. He knew who I was when he propositioned me during the divorce proceedings. He even said it would be like a reunion of sorts. I told him to go screw himself.”
“And the hysterectomy? You’re only 30. Why would a doctor agree to such a thing?”
“I got pregnant while I was married and I had a placental abruption. That’s where the placenta separates from the uterus during the pregnancy. Not only was I losing the baby, but I nearly bled to death. They had to remove everything in order to save my life. It was so sudden. The baby didn’t make it. “
“Oh God Baby.” Rubbing his hands over her arms, William pulled her into his lap. “Do you still have medical issues? Is there something that is going to affect your health in the future?”
“Not that I’m aware of.” She laid her head on his chest.
“I wish I could have been there to help you. Do you think you’d let me be there for you now?” Forever.
Erica felt the hurt in her heart disappear. “What are you saying?”
His hand came up to caress her face. “I’m saying I’ve been in love with you since the night I took your virginity. Now that I’ve found you I never want to let you go.”
Tears slid down her cheeks unheeded. “Oh, William, I always thought my 16 year old crush was nothing more than that. But I’m sure I fell in love with you too that night. That’s why I was so crushed when you were gone.”
The pain of the past poked at him, “Promise me no more secrets.”
Her head bobbed, “Promise.”
“Let me make it up to you. If it takes my entire life, I’ll make it up to you. Think the next 50 or 60 years can make up for the last decade?”
Erica grinned broadly, her heart filling with joy and love for the man in front of her. “I’d love to see you try.” She curled her knees up to her chest, tilting her head back. “You can start by kissing me good morning.”
“Whatever you say, Sweetheart.”
THE END
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Jaci finally has her children out of the house and a new man wanting to walk down the aisle with her. The problem is that her ex-husband, Scott, has come back into the picture and makes sure she knows that he wants her. Jaci has no rational reason to want to indulge in physical escapades with her hunky ex until her current fiance’, Jason, starts pulling away. Will Jaci end up happily ever after with Jason or will her body’s reaction to Scott override her head?
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Scott couldn’t help but chuckle at the enthusiasm of the two men in front of him. He had spent the better part of an hour listening to his son and the other man discussing the variety of women in the room. He was thankful that his son had at least some self-control when it came to the barely 18 year old girls celebrating Selena’s graduation. Glancing across the banquet room, Scott spotted his dark-haired little girl that would be leaving for college in a few months. Selena seemed totally engrossed in conversation with the two best friends she’d had since middle school. He swore she was playing dress up in Jaci’s closet just yesterday.
“Man, your mom is a serious MILF! How come she didn’t look like that when we were in highschool?”
Scott nearly choked on his punch. “A MILF?” The term tumbled out of his mouth before he could stop it.
The young man never hesitated, he turned to explain, “Yeah, mom I’d like to . . .” The startled look on the young man’s face had Scott biting back a smile.
“I know what it means, Carson.”
“Uh, Mr. Harris, sir, I, uh . . .”
Scott was sure he read terror on the man’s face. He raised a hand to stop the kid from embarrassing himself more. “I’m sure my ex-wife would be happy to know she’s a MILF.”
Eric turned a few shades of red. “Come on man.” Scott watched his son tug on his friend’s arm.
“It’s bad enough that you told me you wanted to bang my mom. Can we just forget this ever happened?”
Scott let his gaze slide over the fitted jeans covering the firm ass of his ex-wife. He had to admit that she looked even better than she did 20 years ago. They had been divorced for 10 years but the old desire plunged forward at full force. The curves Jaci were currently sporting were a lot different from the ones she had during the last few years of their marriage. That was one of the many things that drove them apart. Their constant arguments and her depression led to her spending days curled up in the bed while he killed himself to make ends meet. When he had finally given up and asked for the divorce, Jaci had been a shell of the person he fell in love with. She was currently involved in a discussion with her boyfriend. Is that what you still call it even though he was in his fifties? Jason; the man that seemed to have occupied Jaci’s life for at least the last three years. Scott had seen them together a few times. The first time had been at Eric’s high school graduation. The familiar animal of jealousy began to inch into his heart. Scott couldn’t tear his eyes away as Jaci pressed her lips to Jason’s, molding her breasts against his chest. Just as his arms moved to pull her closer, Jaci pushed away. Her sudden laughter sent a ripple of excitement down Scott’s back. How could she still have this effect on him?
“She looks great, doesn’t she, Dad?”
Scott glanced over at his daughter, still unable to believe she was so tall. She was only a few inches short of his 6 foot frame.
“She looks a lot different than she did three years ago at Ethan’s graduation. Not that I got more than a glimpse of her then.”
“It’s not like you two have had an awesome relationship.”
“I’m thinking it had more to do with her boyfriend at the time.” He knew the jealousy was unwarranted, but he couldn’t help feeling like it should have been him that put the smile on his ex’s face.
“Don’t start.” Selena punched his arm. “Jason is a really nice guy. He even asked Mom to marry him.”
That caught his attention. “And?”
“And? You didn’t notice the rock on her finger?”
“No.” Why did he feel like he’d just been punched in the stomach?
“She’s really happy. I mean she’s been happy, but now she’s got an extra glow. It gives me hope that the end of a relationship isn’t the end of love forever.”
“I . . .” What could he say? His stomach burned. It wasn’t his fault that Jaci ate her way to over 200 pounds. That she dropped out of life except to take care of the children’s basic needs. You can’t make someone care.
“Don’t sweat it, Dad. It takes two to make something work. Personally I think she still carried a torch for you and that’s why it was hard for her to even get involved with Jason. Maybe you need to settle down. Although I don’t think Barbara is quite the settling down type. ”
Scott smiled and wrapped his arms around her. No matter how big she got, he would always rememb
er her as a spunky 6 year old. “You always were the optimistic one. Barbara is just fine. We enjoy each other’s company and we both like the same things. She has her career and I have mine. As much as you wish otherwise, I am never getting married again. Twice is more than enough. You need to enjoy your party and finish planning your last Summer of freedom.”
Selena smiled up at him with golden brown eyes that he knew matched his own. “I just want you to both be happy.”
“We are. I don’t have to be married to be happy.”
“I love you, Dad.”
“I love you too, Princess.”
“Selena, come here!” a young blond yelled from across the makeshift dance floor. “Jeremy just texted Allison back!”
And just like that she was gone. The swarm of teenagers still made him uncomfortable so he migrated towards the buffet table. Thankfully Jaci had moved somewhere else and Scott was able to find a semi-quiet corner with which to watch the action. Sipping the punch in his hand, he silently wished for a beer instead.
“You never did like large crowds.” The soft voice washed over him alerting senses he forgot he had.
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Consumed
Alexandra is perfectly happy with life the way it is. She’s successful, healthy and her ex-husband is on the other side of the United States. She’s more than happy to have meaningless sex with the attractive executive she met at her favorite diner.
Jonathan knows that his heart is in danger of becoming involved with the sexy vixen that has graced his bed. When the two of them are thrown together outside their safe haven of the bedroom things begin to get complicated. It’s not just emotions and extremely satisfying sex that are on the line. Someone’s life may be in danger when Alexandra’s ex-husband reappears in her life.
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