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When they got back to Jesse’s, he gave her the grand tour, then set out some towels and shampoo so she could take a quick shower. While she was in the guest bath, he disappeared into his own room to clean up. She hadn’t brought any underwear and didn’t want to put her damp swimsuit back on, so she went commando. Her slacks were a wrinkled mess, but they were clean and dry. She toweled off her hair and left it loose. How could it be that, already, she couldn’t remember a time before Jesse was in her life?

She could hear Jesse singing and found him on the back deck waiting with a glass of wine poured for her. He was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of gray sweatpants that hung low on his hips. He took one look at her and his pupils dilated with heat… desire… and more… She knew it was about to get real and she wasn’t sorry.

He had put on some music and Brett Eldredge crooned a romantic country tune, Wanna Be That Song. Grabbing her hand, Jesse pulled her tightly against his chest. His hands wandered up and down her spine, finally drifting to rest in the small of her back. Swaying with the music, he sang softly in her ear. “I wanna be those words that fill you up… believe you’re right where you belong…”

Faye lost herself in a swirl of sensation so intense that she felt she might drown. Her body fit next to his like a missing puzzle piece. She wouldn’t have been able to tell where she ended and he began, if not for his desire pressing against her belly. How is it that she came to be in the arms of the sexiest guy she’d ever laid eyes on…and he was singing a song just for her…

The song ended and he dipped his head down and gave her a soft kiss in the hollow of her throat, then led her over to a chaise lounge. He sat down, pulling her with him. Snuggled between his thighs, she relaxed her back against his chest. He grabbed her glass of wine from the side table and handed it to her. She took a sip as he nibbled on her ear.

“That tickles.”

Jess whispered, “Faye, you take my breath away. I want to make love to you…but only if it’s what you want. If you’re not ready tell me now.”

She stilled. Her mind said too soon but her body overrode her sensibilities. She tipped her head back and he buried his face in her neck. His bulge pressed against her bottom and she wiggled against him.

Groaning he said, “Either you’re a sadist or that’s a yes.”

“Yes,” she whispered.

Jesse took her wine glass, then rolled them on their sides facing one another. He gripped her chin firmly, staring deeply into her eyes, as blue as any sapphires he’d ever seen. Her lips looked ripe for the pickin’ and he covered them with his own. She moaned as he slowly seduced her with his tongue. He plunged in and out, each thrust deeper… their tongues in a sensual dance together. He traced her lips then thrust inside again, filling her.

He groaned as he pulled her shirt up exposing her lovely breasts, the nipples a soft petal pink and fully erect. He latched on and suckled greedily.

When he pulled away, she begged “No! Don’t stop.”

Smiling he said, “You’ve got too many clothes on,” then pulled her top over her head tossing it aside, before skillfully returning to his ministrations. He squeezed and massaged one breast, which filled his cupped palm perfectly, while nursing the other. She cradled his head to her chest to hold him there. Still latched onto her nipple, he glanced up and was satisfied to see her eyes glazed with desire.

He lifted his head and began to remove her slacks. He tantalized her by licking and nibbling slowly as he stripped her. His cock felt like it was going to explode. When he discovered that she was naked underneath her pants, he came close to losing control. Trailing kisses down her thighs, he reached her feet, and the slacks joined her discarded shirt.

He licked her inner thighs as he worked his way back up again, finally reaching her apex. She was wet and ready. He nuzzled her mound, his tongue flicking against her womanhood. He put his open mouth on the center of her heat, and she moaned and bucked, burying her fingers in his hair. He licked her, his tongue darting quickly, as she writhed beneath him. He pressed kisses until she cried out. As his mouth wandered up to her belly, he ran his tongue around her piercing before moving to the hollow of her throat.

Panting she said, “Jesse, please!”

“Tell me you want me,” he said, his voice low and husky.

“Yes, I want you, only you. I want to feel you inside of me... Please.”

He stood and pulled off his sweats, his cock springing out hard and ready. She stared hungrily then grasped him in her soft hand.

“Wait, I’ll be right back,” he said, breath ragged.

When he returned, he held a condom packet and passed it to her. She ripped it open with her teeth then pulled his hips toward her. He stood in front of her, his erection at her eye level. Before rolling the latex on she traced his length with her tongue; he jerked like he’d been shocked. She took him into her mouth and sucked. Her moist mouth tight around him felt incredible. “Babe, put the damn thing on before it’s too late.”

She rolled it over his hard shaft, then he pressed her onto her back. Crawling on top, he pushed her legs apart with his knees. He dipped his fingers into her moist center, testing to see if she was ready for him. Finding her wet he positioned himself over her. He pushed her legs up, then began to tease her mercilessly, pressing his tip against her then withdrawing. Each time he entered a little deeper until she was moaning with need.

“Open your eyes,” he commanded.

She did as he asked; only then did he thrust inside of her. He rode her hard, plunging in and out, sweat beading his brow. Her breasts bounced, her soft pink buds inviting him to suckle. He dipped his head down while still riding her and licked her nipple. That was her undoing. He lifted his head to watch as her body convulsed with orgasm. Seeing her peak sent him over the edge, and he came inside of her as he felt her vagina pulsating against him.

They panted as they lay intertwined. He rolled off and lay beside her taking it all in…the smell of shampoo and soap mixed with sex, her soft skin, her beauty… he traced the tattoo under her collar bone with his fingertip.

“Who hurt you?” Then he kissed her there.

She wrapped her arms around him, resting her cheek on the top of his head. “The last relationship ended when I caught him in bed with one of his college students. I was devastated. I had trusted him without reservation.”

“What a fool. But if he hadn’t fucked up, I wouldn’t be holding you in my arms. Fate may have had a hand. Faye, I’ve got it bad for you.” He could feel her lips curve into a smile against his head.

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