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been this happy.”
    His gaze held hers. “I’m glad, Angela.”
    “So am I.” She clutched his head as he kissed her.
    Looming above her, his hands braced on both sides of her head, he gazed deeply into her eyes as the tip of his cock pressed against her pussy lips.
    Abe resisted the urge to groan with pleasure as he inched his way inside. She was so warm and soaked with passion that he longed to plunge in hard and fast, but he couldn’t. Angela was not some two-dollar dock-hanging whore. Beneath him, she stiffened a bit and drew a sharp breath as her tight, virginal pussy rebelled a bit against his thickness and length.
    “Try and relax, sweet thing,” he murmured against her lips.
    Her arms slid around him and she gripped his back tightly as he moved with agonizing slowness. Finally he remained still, buried hilt-deep. After a moment, she relaxed and wiggled her hips. A smile curved her delicate lips and her hands stroked his back. It felt so damn good buried inside her that it was all he could do keep his thrusts slow and easy.
    Angela’s eyes slid shut as Abe thrust. Wrapping her legs around him, she pressed her heels against his calves as her hips joined his rhythm.
    “Oh, Abe!” she gasped, clinging to him tightly.
    His thrusts quickened. Other than the rasp of his breath, he remained a quiet lover, his lust and desire simmering inside, waiting to burst forth.
    “Ahh!” she cried, convulsing in waves of pleasure.
    A couple more thrusts and he came, his silence broken with a throaty groan of pure ecstasy. “Damn it, woman! Angela, oh, God!”
    Orgasm shot through him, wrapping him in pleasure from head to toe. He collapsed atop her and listened to the slowing of their breathing.
    Lifting his head from her shoulder, he gazed at her.
    “You all right?” he asked, stroking wisps of hair from her forehead.
    She smiled. “Better than all right.”
    Angela snuggled close. Wrapped in each other’s arms, they gazed at the flames crackling in the fireplace.
     

Chapter Four
    Angela awoke to the aroma of coffee and the sound of rhythmic chopping. Flinging off the covers, she smiled as cool air fanned her naked body. What a marvelous night it had been. The memory of Abe’s gorgeous, powerful body claiming hers with such tenderness and affection was better than any fantasy. Running a hand over his side of the bed, she longed to see him again as soon as possible.
    Reaching for her robe, she slipped into it as she walked to the window to find out the cause of the annoying chopping sound. Tugging up the shade, she blinked against the sunlight. Again she smiled. Abe shoveled ice from her front walk. As if sensing her stare, he turned, his lips curving up in the slightest half-smile as he waved.
    Feeling giddy as a schoolgirl, Angela waved back and disappeared into the bathroom where she washed and fixed her hair and makeup.
    Naked, she walked into the bedroom just as he stepped inside. Gasping, she covered her breasts, then realized how silly that must appear after last night.
    “Sorry,” he said, his gaze sweeping her. “Should have knocked.”
    “I guess it’s a little late to be shy.” She tried sounding nonchalant in spite of the blush heating her face.
    “God, you look beautiful.”
    She placed a hand on her hip. “So are you going to keep looking or let me get some clothes on?”
    “I apologize, ma’am.” He looked amused as he left her to pull on her underclothes and a sleek black-and-white polka dot dress with a red belt that matched her lipstick. Slipping her feet into black pumps, she glanced at herself in the full-length mirror behind her door. It must have been the happiness she felt being with Abe, but she hadn’t looked this good in weeks.
    In the kitchen, he stood, barefoot and shirtless, making more coffee. Angela licked her lips, her pulse racing. The sight of his big bones and hard muscles had her more than ready to head right back to the bedroom.
    He glanced at her over his shoulder as