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groin, fumble slightly with
a condom, and then slam into her with one smooth move. She didn’t know if it
was Aric riding her, or if he rode the gorgeous redheaded woman instead, but it
felt so real, as if she were there in either case. Beautifully lean hips ground
into her, pressing deeply, riding her to his own completion like a jackhammer
pounding the pavement. In and out, over and over, thrust and release.
    Her orgasm had just been seconds earlier from the warmth of
his mouth, she was still quivering from the aftershocks when a new, powerful
one hit again from the feel of his masterful cock slamming into her.
    Another scream released from her throat and this climax
nearly ripped her in two, curling from her toes and touching every cell in her
body as it exploded, like lightning behind her eyes, shutting everything down.
    * * * * *
    Sara awoke to see pale green eyes fringed with thick black
lashes staring worriedly at her. God, he was beautiful.
    “What happened?” she asked. She looked around. They were
fully dressed on the couch they’d been sitting on. It must have all been a
dream, or another psychic episode.
    “You passed out. Are you all right?”
    Sudden embarrassment hit her. “Oh. Yeah. I just have these
little blackouts every now and then.”
    Sara was very aware of how people’s faces changed when she
mentioned that she read tarot cards and sometimes drifted from her body. She
wasn’t about to appear crazy in front of Aric by admitting how far her episodes
reached.
    “Stay the night, Sara. I’m worried about you.”
    “I can’t. I don’t have anything with me.”
    “I’ll get you something. Francesca can bring something with
her. I don’t think you should be alone in your apartment…”
    Sara laughed. “I’ve been alone a very long time, Aric.”
    His face looked sad for a moment and she stroked his cheek. Her
finger made a rasping sound against the stubble and she wondered what he was
thinking. “Truth is, I met you just today. This is moving way too fast. I can’t
spend the night with you.”
    She knew what would happen if she agreed to spend the night
and she’d already done that recently with someone else, hadn’t she?
    “Life is short, Sara. Why not grab it?”
    “It’s just not done.”
    “What are you afraid of, sweetheart? Are you worried about
what others will say?”
    “It’s just ingrained. You don’t move that quickly. I can’t.”
    “We can do anything we want. It’s between you and me,” he
said.
    And Beau , she thought. Beau is between us .
Perhaps she should say something, but she couldn’t. Not now.
    “I really do need to go.”
    He gave in gracefully and helped her to her feet.
    “Come, I’ll drive you back.”
    Just then, her eyes saw something that caught the light and
sparkled on the polished floor.
    A tiny pearl button.
    The last one from her blouse.

Chapter Three
     
    The rain fell again. Sara closed her umbrella once she was
inside the warm, dry entrance of her apartment building.
    “Sara,” called a whining voice that unfortunately she knew
all too well.
    She schooled her features before Mattie Webb approached,
using her emotionless, nonjudgmental psychic face.
    “What happened the other night?” Mattie demanded. “You went
into this crazy trance and it went on and on. I finally left.”
    “Geez, so nice of you to not check and make sure it wasn’t a
seizure.”
    Mattie flushed. “I’m not a nurse. I want my money back.”
    “Why? I did your reading. It’s not my fault you left and
didn’t hear it.”
    Mattie’s mouth dropped. “You little bitch. There’s a better
psychic in town anyway.”
    “Great. Go find him.”
    Mattie turned on her heel and stomped off and Sara shook the
last droplets of moisture off before heading up to the elevators herself.
    She showered to get ready for her dinner with Beau. It was
early, but at least she wouldn’t be running behind. Once she was warm and dry
again, Sara decided to light a few candles and