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"Rita."

"James."

His voice hid a warning, but mine was playful, inviting. Seductive.

"Maybe you were right, doctor, something hurts. How about we go to the bedroom and give me a physical exam."

"Love..." When I could feel the rejection coming, I smashed my lips down on his, and suddenly, we found ourselves tangled in a war between our tongues. I came closer and his hands went to my waist, gluing me to his figure. This was hot, but not hot enough.

With precision, I pushed his palms down south until he cupped my butt and left them there.

"Now squeeze, Dr. Sullivan."

"Shit!" he said but did what he was told, and I could feel his erection through his sweat pants.

"Finally, husband. You want to play."

I tried; I swear I did. I kept my moral compass up and running, or whatever was left of it, for as long as I could, but that had all gone up in smoke. Looking at Rita all day was hard enough, but feeling voluptuous breasts pressed against my chest and her curvy hips groping my dick? I felt struck by lightning.

"Rita, damn, you can't move like that, woman."

It was like I was trying to reason with the devil.

"Oh, I can move in many ways. Just let me show you."

She started walking backwards, dragging me along with her. I was so lost in her kisses I didn’t realize we were going to the master bedroom until we stood in the door way.

"Stop trying to resist me, James. I'm not going to break."

"You might as well."

"James, look at me." She took my head in her hands and forced me to look directly into her pools of darkness. "You said you’re worried because sexual activity can make me feel ill, and my head will explode, or something like that. Well, I'm telling you right now, Sullivan, that I'm gonna get on that bed and have a lot of sexual activity. You can either join me or go sleep in the guest room. The ball is in your court."

And the court was in fucking flames. Rita made up her mind, so what was I waiting for? Guilt gathered in my throat as I thought about the trust she had in me. She believed I was her husband. She believed she had already given me her body. So, what the fuck was I doing here? I should have turned around and left right then, but when I felt her arms chaining my waist, her warm breath on my skin, I knew that the decision was made for me. I was at Rita's mercy.

Giving up my defense, I grabbed her butt and pushed her closer to me. The sensation of holding her alone was one of the most erotic experiences I'd ever had. Rita was her own type of woman. She screamed seduction, and I was caught in her spell like a fly in the spider web. Guilt and morality could go and burn in hell. This was happening.

"Shit, you are the sexiest woman I've ever known." I said, but I knew that the word sexy didn’t even begin to cover Rita's sensual nature. She was a sweet sin, honey and poison all wrapped up in this amazing body. A saint couldn't resist her, and I never pretended to be one.

"Touch me, James. I've been thinking about this since I opened my eyes."

Following directions, I grabbed a handful of her round ass. I realized now that I had never taken the time to appreciate the beauty of a woman's ass.

Her hands rushed to the rim of my t-shirt, pulling it up and over my head. She was hungry and seeing this in her made me vibrate the same way.

I let her take the t-shirt off of me and mimicked her movements, letting my hands travel up her body, feeling her skin under her blouse. The velvety sensation was hypnotizing.

"Rita, you'll make me lose my head."

"Good, your head can be boring as hell." She leaned closer and licked the base of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. "Let’s go to bed, Dr. Sullivan, but remember, you can't make me scream too loud. We can’t wake up the baby."

Shit. It was impossible to restrain myself anymore, so I pulled her in for a kiss. I was worked up, and our movements quickly turned wild, our tongues clashing in a duel of wills. She was set on not letting me escape her grip.

I pushed her to the bed and landed between her legs, feeling the heat of her core. Unable to go slow, I undressed her body, revealing a set of simple white lingerie. The simple satin was not made to seduce, but the way it wrapped up her appealing form and the contrast between her caramel skin and the virginal color could make any man lose his mind.

"You look...fuck."

"Appetizing?" she said, spread out on the bed under my starving eyes.

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