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gasped.
Releasing his shaft, I grasped his shoulders and, with tears
forming in my eyes, I looked down at him. I wasn’t aware of a
desire to cry, it came upon me without warning. Sudden, powerful
emotions, coupled with the way his body widened me in its quest for
entrance, made me feel as though I was losing my virginity all over
again. Only this time, it was exactly as I had always imagined it
would be. This was the kind of sex that made women crave it.
    “You all right?” Alex softly asked, shifting
his head back so he could really look at me.
    Silently a tear spilled onto my cheek.
“Yeah,” I smiled nodding. “It’s just…” I said, a lump in my throat
strangling the words. “It’s been a while,” I acknowledged
apologetically. “And…umm,” I added. “You’re…err…”
    “It’s okay,” he smoothly said, halting my
pitiful attempts to speak. “We can take it slow,” he offered
simply. “You’re in control.”
    Giving him a grateful smile, I leaned into
him. “Touch me,” I whispered.
    Using both hands, Alex gently cupped my
breasts, rubbing his thumbs over the softening nipples and stirring
them once again into hot, hard points. Experiencing the warmth
between my legs as well as at my chest, I ventured to impale myself
further, swallowing up half of him with an ecstatic moan.
    The fingers of Alex’s right hand fell away
from my bosom and slid down to my pubic bone, he pressed his palm
against it and rubbed in a circle, before placing his soft finger
against my clitoris and stroking in up and down motions.
    “Oh, God,” I whimpered, my thighs beginning
to burn with the effort of keeping myself above him.
    “You’re so sexy,” he mumbled, leaning
forward and tracing my left areola with the tip of his tongue.
    “Ugh,” I groaned, plunging down a little
further and experiencing the delicious, powerful sensation of my
body lengthening and swelling under the pressure of his large,
steely length.
    “Mmm,” he moaned, his teeth gently gripping
the nipple.
    Caressing the nape of his neck, I dropped
forward and pressed my cheek to the top of his head. “Alex,” I
mewled, letting go and pushing my hips until they met his,
consuming the final two inches of his shaft. My pubic bone was then
pressed against his, he was entirely sheathed within me and, as my
fingers dug into the thick muscles at his shoulders, I felt the
tension slowly release. I felt flutters and throbs as my passage
made the final adjustments and then, finally, I relaxed into
him.
    “Mel,” he panted, his breath coming hard
against the curve of my breast. “You feel so warm; so soft.”

Chapter Four
    For several moments, we remained that way,
simply enjoying the fact that we were one. My body quickly grew
restless, though, and I rocked uneasily against him. I wanted to
feel him moving within me; plunging in and out in that age-old
rhythm. However, my legs were trembling and weak; I knew I didn’t
have the strength left to thrust myself above him. “Alex,” I
mumbled, running my hands through the short, soft hair at the top
of his neck. “I can’t…” I murmured, still rocking.
    Apparently, he didn’t need a more eloquent
version and understood my gauche efforts to tell him what I needed.
Grasping my hips, he suddenly flipped me to the right, twisting as
he moved, so that when my back hit the couch, he was still securely
inside me.
    “Is this what you want?” he asked, his voice
deeper than I’d ever heard it before.
    “Yes,” I replied, wide-eyed from the shock
of our motion, but nodding eagerly.
    He claimed my mouth as his hips pulled back
slowly. I felt every tiny ridge of veins and twitch of his motion,
and moaned into his open lips. He didn’t pull completely free, nor
did he pause. Instead, he smoothly thrust forward.
    “Ugh, ugh, ugh…yes,” I whimpered, relishing
the power with which he entered me. Still with my shoes in place, I
crossed my feet somewhere at the base of his spine before edging
them