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Eugenia rushed to her room, feeling almost lightheaded by her hasty decision and by what she had been observing. Would Adam even come? He had been fully enjoying the two girls. And Eugenia knew that he had to have paid gold to be in the room with the girls. Would she be enough for him now? Could she compare with what the two Oriental girls had been doing with, and to him? She didn't know. But she would prepare for his entry just in case he would decide to do so.
Hurriedly, she pulled the blinds on her window, lit the gaslights, then threw the bedspread from her bed. She had only just begun to undo her dress when there was a knock on her door. Trembling, she went to it and opened it to find Adam standing there with a Japanese kimono wrapped around his still-slick body.
"You wanted me, Madam Eugenia?" he asked, smiling widely.
Eugenia cleared her throat, then stepped back away from the door. "Yes, Adam," she said in a low whisper. "If you wish to spend time with me instead of the twins I'd welcome your presence in my room."
She didn't have to ask twice. He walked into the room. The closer he drew to her, the more her heart pounded. She had admired, from a distance, his red, short-cropped hair, the roughness of his skin, the blotches with freckles that dotted him clear down to his chest. And now, today, Eugenia could see the sunburned creases of the small streaks of wrinkles on his face. Even his nose was sunburned. A nose that was broad. But his smile took away from that one minute flaw of his facial features. A smile revealed more the redness of his lips, always seeming to be traced with small tinges of purple. When he dropped the kimono from around him, she felt a grip of panic, seeing his manhood still erect, ready for the plunge.
"I've been waitin' for so long," he mumbled, then took her into his arms, crushing her against him. When their lips met—at first softly, then demanding, probing—Eugenia felt as though the feelings surging through her would make her faint. She had forgotten how it could feel to be touched, to be kissed by a man. And what a man! She couldn't get undressed fast enough as he pulled back, waiting.
"I'll get you a mite greasy, madam," he teased, pulling her down onto the red satin sheet.
"Get me greasy, Adam," she whispered, waiting for him to cover her body with his. And when he did, it only took three thrusts inside her to make her mind whirl with deep feelings of ecstacy, so great she could see fireworks exploding all around her in millions of colors. It had taken no preliminaries, no foreplay. The preliminaries had taken place in that little room while she had watched.
"God, woman," Adam sai
d thickly, lying limply on top of her. "How long's it been since you've been with a man? I've never seen a woman come so fast."
"Let's not talk," Eugenia whispered, her fingers traveling, sliding over his skin, touching, feeling, enjoying. She inhaled deeply. She still could smell his manliness beneath the deep layer of perfumed oils. It was a smell so undeniably male, arousing lust in her to proportions unbelievable to her.
"Touch. Touch. Just touch. And lick, Adam," she mumbled, squirming on the bed as he began to do as she bid.
She moaned as his lips searched, first on her mouth, then downward, sucking, biting the nipples of each breast, then downward as she spread her legs apart. She pressed his head as his tongue began to activate her love mound once again.
"Please. Now," she demanded loudly. "Please take me. Now."
Adam changed positions, moving upward, then lowered his body over hers once again. He entered her, slowly, then more frenzied, his flesh oiling hers as their bodies moved against each other's until she began to feel it happening in her brain all over again. The mushiness, erupting into lapses of memory as warm surges of pleasure sent her into another world. She began to toss her head back and forth but stopped when his lips captured hers beneath his. She opened her mouth to accept his tongue as it lunged inside her mouth, making the sensation complete between her thighs as she thrust her body upward, trembling, being fulfilled for the second time.
Panting, Adam slid from her and stretched out beside her. But she couldn't get enough. Her fingers were searching his body once again until she found the limpness between his legs. She wrapped her fingers around it and began to knead and fondle.
"Woman, what are you tryin' to do to me?" Adam groaned, laughing. "First you refuse to take me to your bed, and now you can't get enough of me. You're a hard one to figure."
"Adam, do you think me as desirable as the twins?" Eugenia asked, removing her fingers from around their plaything, putting them to his lips, tracing them, teasingly.
Adam pulled her atop him and found her lips once again. "Ma'am, you're better than anyone I've ever known," he said thickly. "Why'd you wait so long for this? Just look at the weeks we could've been sharin' this."
Eugenia laughed softly. "Even now I don't know why," she answered. "But that doesn't matter. We have many tomorrows, don't we, Adam?"
"Yes, ma'am," Adam said, moving his body once again.
Eugenia continued to stay atop him, clinging to his shoulders as he entered her once again.
"Do you think we can… already… once again… ?" she mumbled.
"Ma'am," he said, his voice shaky. "You don't know my duration. I've just begun. Just ride me. Like you'd be ridin' a horse. Get me?"
Eugenia laughed. "Yes. I get you," she said, then closed her eyes, enjoying, feeling as though she would never get enough of this man beneath her. It wasn't Drew, but it was a very good substitute.
"God!" she moaned, feeling the trembling begin once again.
When it was over once again, she climbed from the bed and went to her closet and pulled a robe from it.
"I'll be back in just a minute," she whispered, not caring about her appearance if she should run into someone out in the hall. She had just become a woman again, for the third time in her life, and it was reason to celebrate.
"Where're you goin', ma'am?" Adam asked, pushing himself up on his elbows. Eugenia's eyes captured him, the whole of him, lying there nude on her bed, just for her enjoyment.
"I'm going to go and get us some of that French champagne that we've been serving in the parlor," she giggled. She turned and started to leave, but turned instead toward Adam.
