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Her lips went over him, and he moved toward her. She let her tongue slide up and down him as he moved with her now, slowly. She could feel his excitement, his pleasure. The male scent of him surrounded her, earthy, and clean. He was a very clean man, and she liked that about him.
She raked him with the silk of her hot tongue. His needs became more announced, his movements faster. She sucked him in, and he groaned with such pleasure. She moved up and down on him, her lips and tongue working a magic he didn't expect. "My God, sweetheart, for a woman who has never had a man, you sure know how to treat him."
"Am I hurting you?" she asked softly.
"Hell no, sweetheart, if you were any better, I'd be dead." He grinned. "I never imagined us being like this."
"Am I shameful," she asked in a whisper.
"Nothing you do is shameful, sweetheart." Then he groaned and the orgasms swept over him and she kept loving him, giving him all the pleasure.
More than a little satisfied, he pulled her up to him and took her breasts to his mouth to make love to them. She rolled him over, so he was on top. He moved down to her pert breasts taking first one then the other to his mouth. "I'd make love to you all day long if I didn't have to work." He admitted softly.
"And I'd let you if I didn't have to cook." She grinned.
He ran his hand through her hair, making a curl against his fingers as the aftershocks of the orgasm finally subsided and he groaned with such satisfaction.
"Woman, you are mine now!" he told her. He rolled her over once more. "I'm thinking of not going to Boston, we are together now, and there is no need."
She glanced up at him a moment, "But, she could still come here." she sighed against his chest; her lips caressed his hard nipples. He jerked several times from the sweet torture. "I am yours for as long as you want me," she said softly. "But I want you to go there, Lance."
"Why?"
"Because I don't want her showing up here. I don't want to do the explaining. I want it settled."
"But sweetheart, you are my wife, it doesn't matter."
"Please," she raised herself, to hold his chin and kiss his lips.
"Alright, I'll go, but I don't feel it's necessary any longer."
"Believe me, it is. We have a lifetime to spend together, if this turns out right, and I want it to turn out right."
"You doubt my love for you?"
"No, never. But I don't want her coming here, expecting things."
"It's important to you?
"Yes."
"Alright, I'll go."
"Good. It will solve all our problems." She insisted.
She raised up with a contended smile, "And I've got to get up and fix breakfast. I hate leaving you. But, would you do me a favor and get one of my dresses out of the other room for me, I'm afraid someone might see me going back and forth and wonder."
"God, I wish I hadn't made you my cook!" he chuckled, "I wouldn't mind another romp."
"Don't worry, I'll be in your arms again tonight and every night you are with me." She told him with a sweet kiss to his lips.
"Promise?"
"Promise." She smiled and got up.
He went to her room and got her a dress, and all the things he thought she'd need.
When he came back, he shot her a sexy grin, "I want all your things in this room. You're not sleeping away from me any longer."
