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understanding to why she was so attracted to him, it was more than his looks or body there was just something about him. They seemed to fit together perfectly, like they had always known each other and belonged to one another.
         On some level she knew it was ridiculous to think this way and having these feelings so soon would no doubt lead her to getting her heart broken, but for now she would enjoy this beautiful man and thank her lucky stars.
        He lifted her up easily and took her to his bed. Marc us smiled down at her, “I hope you’re not tired, or in a hurry to go anywhere ’cause to do this right - this is going to take a while.”

CHAPTER SIX
     
     
    This is going to take a while…
         Cherilyn had to take a deep breath to center herself. Her little cubicle at work was no place for thoughts like these, ones that made her wish she had a damp cloth for her face. Heck she could use a cold shower right about now. Yet her mind couldn’t stop returning to last night.
         He had slowly opened her robe bit by bit, kissing her neck exposing one shoulder then withdrew her arm from the sleeve and kissed the inner elbow and wrist. He did the same with her other arm and undid the belt tantalizingly slow, kissing, touching, caressing as he went building up the tension within her. Running his hands up and down her body she longed to return the favor but Marcus would not let her. He made her lay back, now fully naked, on his bed. He took the tie from her bathrobe and used it to tie both her wrists together over her head. He had looked into her eyes as he did it, she realized, to make certain this was okay. She had never done anything like this before but she was too aroused to put the brakes on now. Realizing, though, she had done it to him in Vegas and turnabout was fair play.  Marcus removed his own robe and then positioned himself over her kissing her face, then her neck, breasts, stomach. Moving down between her legs his mouth evoking, tantalizing her with his tongue, arousing to the point of overwhelming, making her feel like she couldn’t stand anymore.
         “Please.” Cherry gripped the pillow behind her in tight fists. “Please Marc us.”
         She felt more than heard the laugh and knew it was meant in kindness. She begged him to enter her, still he continued tormenting her with pleasure refusing to stop or wait until the cries of release escaped her lips.  Then her muscles relaxed all at once, feeling somewhat like warm gelatin melting into the bed and she thought her breathing probably wouldn’t return to normal until maybe sometime in the next millennium.
         Marcus unbound her wrists and moved to lay on his side facing her , his head propped by one hand. To say he looked proud of himself was an understatement.
         If she could have come up with something sarcastic to say she would have said it but her brain had turned to mush. Yet, she felt so utterly fantastic, he deserved to be proud, hell he’d earned a standing ovation.
         Marcus assessed her. “How did I get so lucky?”
         She smiled at him through sleepy eyes. Someone pinch me she thought, no wait don’t, if this is a dream I don’t ever want to wake. Marcus pulled her into an embrace, his patience, his tenderness made her desire him even more. Her body was warm and supple and inviting, Marcus moved on top of her and entered her at an unhurried, rhythmic pace. With unyielding patience and stamina his pulsating movements pleasuring her again and again, driving her wild until -
         “Are you ill , Miss Johnson?”  The sudden voice and face of Edna Daines in front of Cherilyn jarred her from her reverie. 
         This can’t be happening again, Cherry thought and pulled back, “No, Mrs. Daines I’m not ill.”
         Edna peered in uncomfortably close.  “Then why are you all sweaty?”
         Cherry took a tissue dabbed at her face, “it’s a little warm in