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were parting her thighs, splaying them wide to accommodate his large form settling between her legs. He groaned his appreciation as he licked a slow line up the seam. A deeper groan followed the first taste, then his fingers spread her, pulling her lips wide apart as he stared at her intimate flesh. “Damn,” was all he said before going back for seconds, which became thirds as he feasted on her pussy. Mara, having gone years without proper attention, could hold back no longer and shot off like a skyrocket on New Year’s Eve.
    She cried out as she convulsed against him. In moments, he was up and stripping off his jeans. After rolling on a condom, he was on top of her, the head of his cock gliding through her copious juices. “I can’t hold off either. I need to have you now.”
    “Please, yes!” she begged, needing him inside her so badly, even though he’d brought her to a stunning peak moments ago.
    Sean needed no further encouragement and sank into her, his generous size stretching her as he filled her long neglected pussy. It was a snug fit, but her wetness eased his path. After a few slow, gentle glides, he was embedded all the way.
    He propped himself on his elbows, intently studying her as one hand gently brushed damp tendrils of hair off her forehead.
    “You’re squeezing me like a vise, Mara. How long has it been?”
    “A while,” was all she admitted between panting breaths, not wanting to get into this now. He’d have questions and she couldn’t give him the answers he sought. Besides, all she wanted to think about was him fucking her.
    “How long?”
    “A long while. Please, can we talk later?”
    “Mara.”
    “Five years, at least.”
    He gave her a quick, solid thrust. “That definitely requires more explanation, which I agree should come later.” Imbedded deep, he moaned, “You feel so good, baby, tight, wet and incredibly hot around me. Are you ready for me to move?”
    “Yes, please, you feel glorious inside me.”
    Starting with long, deliberate strokes, Sean took his time before gradually increasing the pace. “Put your arms and legs around me, nightingale, and hang on ‘cause I’m not going to last long. It’s too damn good.”
    Eagerly, her limbs encircled him, her hands exploring the smoothness of his back, her fingers trailing over the rippling muscles
    Driving deep, he rode hard while his mouth melded with hers. With arms, legs, and tongues entwined, Sean drove her to another stunning climax. As she came with his strong arms tight around her, a little piece of her nightmare slipped mercifully from her grasp.
     
     

Chapter Four
     
    With the change in their relationship, the next two weeks were idyllic. The dates to the movies, out to dinner, and seeing the sights of Washington, turned into take out and long naps in each other’s arms when they weren’t engaged in marathon sessions of sex. They did take another tour, although it wasn’t the White House or Smithsonian, it was an interactive exploration tour of every flat surface, and some not so flat, of Sean’s apartment.
    In their silly sexual euphoria, it became a game to see how long it would take them to christen every square inch of his apartment. Floors, counter tops and tables were conquered easily. The wide, wonderful couch in the living room was put to exhaustive use in multiple positions, over the back and armrests, right side up and upside down due to the nostalgia of their first time having happened there. They also took on the overstuffed rocker recliner, but only once since the experience had turned into a thrill ride due to the pitching, swiveling and rocking motions even with Mara on top.
    Any flat surface was fair game, which meant they had wall sex everywhere, in the entryway—while mostly clothed because they were too anxious to wait—in the long bedroom hall, and pressed wet and warm against the tiles in the steamy shower. The hotness of being swept off her feet and into his strong arms, allowing her