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Now she was her own woman and would not repeat the mistakes of her past. After dinner and a delicious dessert, Royce captured her eyes. “I think we should go.” He stood and she followed suit, although it was only eight o’clock. “We’ve had a long day, and I still have things to do.”
He brought her coat, held it for her to put on, and then slipped on his jacket.
“Come again soon,” Matt said.
“Call me some time,” Brenda added.
“I will. Give a big kiss to Sy on his chubby cheek.”
In the car, she couldn’t help looking at Royce. “You have things to do tonight?”
He nodded.
“What things? Work?”
“On a Friday night, when you’re with me? No way?”
“Then what?”
“You’ll see.” He had a mysterious air about him and a smug smile.
Fifteen minutes later, she frowned, studying the road he followed. “Isn’t that the way to your family house?”
“Smart girl.”
“Why are we heading there?”
“Take a guess?” He turned his head toward her and winked.
“Are you crazy? You want to go there now to…” Her eyes rounded.
“I miss you, babe. We can’t go to your house. We can’t go to my condo, or your office, or a motel. Damn it! Where can I go to kiss the woman I love?”
“Ah.” She was speechless and thrilled.
“Apparently, it’s not rented yet. I bought a big sleeping bag. I’ll set in the pub room in the basement. This way we won’t disturb anything.”
Her heart swelled with love. Royce had gone to such extent, planning a moment with her. She covered his hand and stroked it.
“I love you, Royce.”
“In five minutes, you’ll say that again in my arms.”
After passing through the gate, he drove to his father’s house, activated the remote, and entered the garage. Turning off the engine, he closed the garage door behind them, opened his trunk, and carried out a big bag. She jumped out of the car.
He switched on his phone’s flashlight and took her hand to lead her into the house through the kitchen and downstairs to the pub room.
“Here we are in our secluded haven. We don’t have to mess up any bedroom.” He spread the sleeping bag on the carpeted floor, at the foot of the large sofa. Without hesitation, he yanked off his polo, and his pants and smoothed them on the sofa.
“May I?” He spun her and unzipped her dress. “No need to wrinkle such a pretty outfit.” He hung her dress on the arm of the sofa.
“You’re absolutely right.” She laughed and removed her booties. “What next?”
“Get into the sleeping bag.” He switched on a dim light on the top of the bar, at the opposite end of the room and turned off his flash light. “All yours, babe.” He joined her into the sleeping bag, and removed his trunks, setting them next to him in the bag, while she wriggled out of her pantyhose.
A minute later, she was wrapped in his arms, enjoying his expert lips and tongue on her mouth, his hand capturing her breast to lavish her with passion and pleasure. Soon he lowered her bra and latched on to her nipple.
She took the hint, imprisoning his erection in her hand, rubbing it firmly, and smiled, feeling safe enough in the protection of the sleeping bag to act bold.
