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fumbled for his hand and urged two fingers inside my dripping sheath.
    'Oh, man.' His fingers stroked me inside, their movements agitated. 'Oh, man, I'm a goner. Spread your legs wider. I gotta get - I'm gonna shoot. Oh, yeah, babe, that's it. That's it.'
    His groin slammed my cheeks as if someone had kicked him from behind. His prick stiffened even more. I knew I had seconds to finish - milliseconds. I mashed the heel of his palm over my bud and gyrated hard. My climax burst in a shower of hot, red darts. My body tightened, round his fingers, round his prick...
    'Oh, sh -' he hissed as his hips began to jerk. He shook for a good while, a marathon orgasm.
    Afterwards, he held me longer than he had to, longer than I understood. I rubbed the side of my head against his face, trying to give him whatever it was he needed. His cock softened, slipping from me.
    'Kate,' he whispered. 'Pretty Kate.'
    He bit my neck before he let go. Leaving his mark, I suppose. Limbs shaking, I pulled up my trousers and sagged back against the bookshelf. Sean dropped down beside me. He took one look at me and stripped off his T-shirt.
    'Here, wipe your face. There's got to be a dry spot somewhere.'
    'Good thing I don't wear make-up.'
    'You don't need it,’ he said.
    The unexpected compliment inspired a silence. I wiped my face and returned his sweaty shirt, which he dazedly pulled back on. If I looked anything like he did, we could have passed for train wreck victims - not only for our dishevelment, but for the expression on our faces. We'd surprised the hell out of each other.
    'I didn't expect this to happen,' I said.
    He scrubbed his hair back from his face, making his biceps pop in unison. 'Me neither.' He looked at his watch and grimaced at the time. 'I'd better leave. Your employees will wonder what's going on.'
    'Sean.' I paused to measure my words. 'We should go somewhere and talk. We ... we kind of jumped into this - last night, too. I want to make sure no one gets hurt.'
    He rubbed his palms down the front of his jeans. 'I know. I didn't expect it to be so -'
    'Intense?'
    He nodded, then looked away. "There are some things you need to know about me and Joe, things you might not understand.'
    I had no doubt of that. By mutual accord, we struggled to our feet and shook out our wrinkles.
    Marianne walked in the street door just as we walked out. Her cool grey eyes took in our rosy cheeks and rumpled clothes, and branded me a liar. I'd pay later, I knew, but at the moment I didn't care.
    Two,’ I said and held up a victory sign, our private code for a long lunch.
    'Looks like you had two already,' she called after us from the door. That's how I knew she was angry.
    We walked to a shabby, basement-level restaurant in Little Italy. White fairy lights festooned the age-browned murals. Plastic flowers graced the tables. Early or not, the place was suspiciously empty. I didn't understand why Sean had chosen it until the waiter came to take our order.
    'We'll have two double scoops of gelato, one lemon and -' Sean squinted at me as though reading my aura '- one raspberry.'
    For a young man, he was mighty dictatorial. Unfortunately, raspberry was my favourite , so I couldn't countermand him.
    The rich, fruity treat made a perfect post-coital snack. We traded bites from each other's dishes like an old married couple. The analogy summoned a shiver of foreboding. I knew I shouldn't be getting so comfortable.
    'I don't know where to start,' he said.
    'Why don't you tell me how you and Joe met?'
    His smile said the memory was sweet. 'We had a class together last year - Firm Appreciation. Joe didn't know me from Adam but I noticed him straight away: that blue-black hair, those eyes, that skin. I wanted to lap him up the minute I saw him, but he was off in his own little world. I couldn't tell with him, either. Was he gay, straight, or somewhere in between? All I knew was he was sexy, as if God turned up the voltage when he made Joe.'
    I tucked another