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“Beautiful. Hmm…” Some people might like the opulent furniture. She found it oppressive.
Royce showed her his sister’s bedroom. “Stephanie had her own bathroom. When she got married, Dad replaced her single bed with a queen-sized bed, and then added two cribs for her twins.”
“Here are the guestrooms.” He opened a door, and another next to it. “These two rooms share a bathroom.” She dutifully looked and admired. The luxury she appreciated in a living room seemed unbearable in the bedrooms.
“Matt’s room is on the right, and mine on the left.”
He opened the door to his room.
She smiled. “A typical young man’s room with his favorite athletes’ posters, basketball and tennis trophies, high school diplomas, and class pictures.”
She stopped in front of the credenza and reached for a photograph of a smiling young woman with a ten-year old.
“That’s my mom. She died of cancer when I was twelve.”
“She’s beautiful.”
She noticed a mist in his blue eyes. Same eyes as his mother.
“She left us too soon.”
A full-sized bed flanked by two night tables occupied the center of the room. A desk, chair and credenza completed the furnishings.
“Where did you put your clothes?”
“In the closet.” He opened a door revealing a huge space. “I shared a bathroom with Matt. So how do you like my room?”
“I love it.”
“We were not allowed to bring girls to our rooms. You’re the first one.”
She burst out laughing. He pulled her into his arms. “I plan to make up for that now.” He covered her face and throat with burning kisses. “I love you, Susan, my Susie from long ago. There’s never been anyone else in my heart.”
“I love you, too, Royce. At one time, I hoped I would find your qualities in Ka—”
“Shh.” He pressed a finger onto her mouth. “Don’t bring other men into my room. It’s just you and me tonight. All right?” He brushed his finger over her lips.
“All right,” she managed to whisper. She was ready to say okay to anything he wanted as long as he kept kissing her.
His finger slipped into her mouth caressing her tongue. She thought she would combust under the fire burning through her. His lips replaced his finger and his tongue invaded her mouth. Melting against his chest, she wrapped her arms around him, enjoying every kiss, every caress on her neck…
She felt his fingers rubbing her back, fiddling with her zipper. Her dress slid down her body and heaped at her feet.
He pulled her away from him, his eyes roving over her semi-nudity. “You’re so beautiful.”
“You mean erotic…”
She blushed at the sight of her legs incased in her boots, and the rest of her body exposed by a lacy bra and underwear.
“I mean extremely beautiful.”
He pressed her against him, and brushed blazing kisses along her throat and over the expanse of breast overflowing the bra.
Overwhelmed by excitement and eagerness, she locked her hands behind his neck, playing with the hair at his nape.
“I love you, Royce. You make me feel…different…special.”
“You are special to me, Susan.”
