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to stop.
    “What do you want, my Zoe?” His hands ceased their exploration as he waited for me to respond.
    “I…I don’t know…I need…” I was trashing and pleading at him for my release.
    “Say it, Zoe. Tell me or I walk away.” Hands with a demanding, masterful touch gripped my waist.
    “No!” I bit my lip as I realized I all but shouted at him to leave his hands on my body.
    “Say it,” his commanding voice taunted me. We are locked in a battle of wills. I gave in. I didn’t care. My need for him was too great.
    “I want to come, Jordy, I want you to make me…” I used the name I used to call him. I heard his sharp intake of breath.
    He plunged a long finger into my wet center then slowly pulled back out. Not sure if he would keep his finger there, I placed my hand over his to continue his sweet torture and he did. Adding his thumb to the pleasure, he rubbed it over my clitoris and I was helpless. With reckless abandon I rubbed my ass onto his front and felt his huge erection.
    Like palm trees swaying in the breeze, we moved effortlessly against each other and I was coming fast. He added another finger to the deep, sweet torture and increased the tempo. Like a ballerina, I was on my toes gasping and begging for more.
    “How long has it been?” he asked. I didn’t pretend to misunderstand his question.
    “Since you, Jordy. Only you.” I gasped as he spun me around toward him and leaned me into the fence, his hand never leaving my sweet spot.
    “Fuck. I can hardly get two fingers in, Zoe.” He leaned down toward me and I couldn’t wait anymore. I pulled his mouth down to meet mine. We kissed with a reckless passion I did not know existed. He quickly took control of the kiss and pushed his tongue in to conquer mine. His mind-blowing kiss could make any woman forget herself and beg for more, more of his glorious tongue and lips on any part of her body.
    With one large hand he cupped my neck and continued with his assault on my mouth while his other hand reclaimed my slick sex. I couldn’t last much longer; it had been too long. His finger glided in and out of me again and again. He lay his forehead against mine.
    “That’s it, my Zoe, come for me, babe.” With his words of encouragement, I fell into the sweet abyss that was ours alone. My eyes flew open and met his looking right at me. The soft folds of my sex squeezed frantically on his fingers. The pent-up need and desire for him was so great, I was sobbing and grinding my pussy on his capable hand. I was chanting his name over and over like a mantra not soon to be forgotten.
    He placed one hand over my mouth and I couldn’t breathe. The explosion of passion was too great. I bit down with all my might. I needed to scream! To rejoice! My body was dancing with joy and in that moment I was lost. Slowly, I became aware of Jordan holding me against his body.
    “Shhh, baby. Je suis revenu pour vous, Zoe. Tu es à moi.” I was not aware of crying, but Jordan was kissing my wet cheeks and murmuring sweet words in a foreign language. I closed my mind from all the thoughts of anger I had built up against him over the past 10 years. For the loss of time and what could have been. I succumbed to the few minutes of pleasure I have dreamt about with him.
    “I want more. Please, now.” Frantic with need, I stroked him through his clothing. His desire was evident as I rubbed my hand against his hard erection.
    “You need to get back to your party, Zoe, or someone will come looking for you.”
    Oh my God. My party! What in all that is holy have I done? I had a boyfriend that has not taken this privilege with me and he was in the tent along with another seventy guests and I was out here doing the unthinkable with…what the fuck!
    Ya think? Now you try to reason with this shit. I have been yelling at you. Hussy! hissed my subconscious voice of reason.
    Oh shut the absolute fuck up already! Was I crazy or did I just use the F word with my subconscious? I