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him to me and kissed him hard, giving into what Lanie wanted, relishing in her machinations. His mouth was warm and sweet against mine, tasting slightly of coffee and sugar. Elijah gripped my shoulders and held me steady as he kissed me back.
    My belly hit the table, and I literally slid over the shiny surface so that I was closer. He laughed and took my arms, gently pulling me toward him. He drew me across it until I moved myself slightly to slide down onto his lap.
    Elijah wrapped his arms around my waist and said, “This is not how I thought this day would start.”
    “I’m sorry you missed work.”
    “I don’t work much anymore. Small things. Pity jobs, I call them.” He laughed, but there was a sharp bite of painful honesty in the sound. “But I don’t have the stamina to work the jobs I used to.”
    I wiggled a little in his lap, and Lanie whispered through my lips. “How about stamina for me? Do you have any?”
    “I think I can manage.”
    I moved to kiss him again, and he pushed me back a bit. “For real this time. For real, okay? I want to treat you the way you should be treated.” With that he took my hand and helped me stand, leading me through his cute little house.
    Our house . I felt Lanie sigh, being in the house she loved again. I held my energy back and let hers be front and center. She squeezed Elijah’s hand as he led her upstairs. My feet, led by her, were swift and sure on the steps and down the hall. My body knew where it was going.
    He laid me back on his big tall antique bed and lifted my fluffy white nightgown to reveal my pale yellow panties. Those came off in a swish and a whirl of soft fabric, my hips shooting up to ease their travel.
    “Should I get a condom?” He cocked his head, watching me. “We were very irresponsible.”
    My fingers curled in his shirt and I tugged him down. “I’m on the pill and I am clean as a whistle. It was all true.”
    A swift nod, and he was kissing me, pushing my thighs apart and settling between them. “Me too. Well, not the pill part.” He grinned, and it lightened his whole face, his whole energy.
    “You still have clothes on,” Lanie whispered in his ear. My throat tightened with her emotions. Being here on this bed, face to face with the man she loved, kissing him. His weight, heavy and pleasant on my body. How many times has she felt his weight on her? How many countless times had they been face to face making love? The density of her memory and emotion threatened to crush my chest, but it wasn’t unpleasant. Just intense.
    “So do you.” He laughed against my throat, making me shiver. “I just want to be here for a moment.”
    It would not be easy to explain this to him. It would not be simple. I wrapped my legs around his waist and shoved my fingers into his hair again. I liked the softness of it under my hands. I took every kiss he gave me, every glancing brush of his mouth over my eyebrows, my cheekbones, my neck. My skin became peppered with goose bumps and when I couldn’t take it anymore, I said, “Please, Elijah. Please…”
    It was a quick flurry of motion and soft words as I pulled off my nightgown and he got undressed. And then I surrendered myself to Lanie, giving her complete control. Utterly lost to her wants and needs, completely crushed under her emotions and sensations.
    It was like coming home when he entered me. My legs wrapping around his waist keeping him near, my hands sliding up and down the warm expanse of his back. I didn’t speak, she was too overwhelmed to speak, and this wasn’t my moment, though the pleasure of it all bled into my reality, soaked into my own awareness.
    Lanie moved my body up under Elijah, and he pinned my hands to the bed on either side of my head, nuzzling my neck, breathing in the smell of my hair, kissing me soft and lazy and then forceful and rough. The friction of his pelvic bone smacking against me gave the hard bursts of pressure I needed. His cock stretching and filling me had