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table, he retrieved a foil packet and sheathed
himself. He rolled on top of me, propped up on one elbow so we were eye to eye.
His eyes were full of desire as he slowly pushed inside me.
    “Oh,
Bridget…” he murmured, closing his eyes, and savoring the sensations. His
movements were slow, deliberate, and very sensual, each push reaching a little
deeper. Waves of pleasure pushed through me with each thrust. His breathing
quickened. I thought he was coming but he pulled out and slid down, cupping my
breast and sucking my nipple. The teasing bite sent another shock wave to my
core.
    “You
feel so good; it’s hard to find restraint. I want to savor you all night,” he breathed.
We made love for two more magical hours. It was glorious and exhausting. We
finally fell asleep in each other’s arms, totally sated.
     
    **
     
    I
awoke as the sun crept into the room with the early morning light. Sergio
looked incredibly sexy as he slept, his hair disheveled. The thought quickly
flashed through my mind: Am I making a mistake getting involved with him? I’d been drawn into his world and his psyche quickly. He was a breath of fresh
air that I sorely needed, but could we work together and be lovers at the same
time?
    Sergio
stirred, trying to shake off sleep. I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “Good
morning,” I murmured as he stretched.
    He
turned to me with his warm smile and pulled me under him as he kissed me. “Good
morning, my sweet Bridget,” he said in his seductive Latin voice. He grazed my breasts
with his provocative touch, and I was instantly swept back into his emotional
grasp.
    “You’re
amazing,” I whispered into his ear. He gently rolled over so I was on top of
him. Our eyes met, and any doubt I had felt about being with him completely
fell away. We kissed, our hands fondling and tantalizing each other with each
passing moment. My arousal burgeoned. I pulled a condom from his bedside
drawer, and unrolled it over his impressive length with great anticipation as
he watched. I maneuvered so he could easily slide inside me. His eyes lit up,
and he held my hips as I moved in a rhythm on top of him. He hands skated up my
torso and rolled each nipple between his thumb and forefinger, sending all the titillating
sensations to converge in my core. An orgasm exploded through me. I arched at
the moment of ecstasy, then fell over on his chest.
    “Oh,
Sergio! I can’t believe the way you make me feel,” I was breathless.
    “I
love pleasing you,” he hissed with urgency as he rolled on top of me. He held
my ass and thrust a few more times before he came hard. “Ohh…” he moaned
deeply. He lay motionless for a moment, breathing heavily. “It’s so wonderful
to feel alive again,” he rumbled, close to my ear. “I’m so happy you’re here,
Bridget.”
    I
tilted his chin up, and held his face close to mine. “Me, too,” I said, and
kissed him.
    Sergio
handed me his robe, and he threw on some sweats. He sauntered into the kitchen
to make breakfast, composing a traditional chilaquiles - his version of comfort
food. I felt completely at home with him.
    “Oh,
my God, Sergio, this is heavenly!” I swooned over his creation.
    “My
sweet Bridget, not half as delicious as you,” he purred and kissed me on the nose.
    “A
girl could really get used to this,” I teased him.
    “I
hope you’ll let me continue to pamper you. Nothing would please me more.” His smile
was warm and relaxed.
    After
breakfast, Sergio led me into his meticulously appointed bathroom with a shower
that was the size of the entire bathroom in my little house. We luxuriated in
the steamy, hot water as Sergio worked the almond-oil soap into voluminous suds.
He washed every inch of me, caressing my curves with the foam. His arousal was returning.
My heartbeat quickened responding to his touch. I scooped up some of the lather
and pulled him into a hug to wash his back and feel his strong chest against
mine. I slid my hands down and