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it. I’m so very sorry,” the woman said. Sylvia huffed and got to her feet. “Right this way,” the hostess said, then turned and winked at Anna who then gave me the thumbs up. Being the wife of a famous rock star apparently had its privileges. I settled next to James and leaned close drawing little circles with my index finger on the black t-shirt stretched over his broad chest.
    “James, we should get out of here. I’m feeling a blowjob coming on,” I whispered in his ear. James snapped his head to look at me. “Don’t make me beg in public,” I said. After the night we first made love, that had become our little joke. I told him that night I was going to beg him for sex, but I did it physically instead of audibly. He got a nice blowjob as my way of begging before he fucked my silly. I was going to beg him again if he agreed to leave, which I was sure he would.
    “What about Josie?” he asked more out of politeness than actually concern. She and Tommy were making out again.
    “I think she’s fine,” I said and Tommy raised a hand and gave us a thumbs up without ever letting his lips leave Josie’s. I giggled. It looked like Josie was going to get her own rock star after all, at least for the night.
    “You talked me into it, little girl. Hate to run everybody, but I’ve got a better offer,” James announced. Everyone said their goodbyes as we prepared to leave. Even Josie came up for air to wish us goodnight and she looked absolutely smitten with Tommy. Sylvia was still arguing with the hostess and now the bartender as apparently none of her credit cards were working. Anna got up to give me a hug.
    “I’ll see if I can delay her further to give you two some alone time,” Anna whispered. I thanked her and turned to leave. I’d only taken a couple of steps when a woman stopped me. She was a young mulatto girl, beautiful with bright eyes and a broad smile.
    “Oh my God! How long has it been? It’s me, Faith,” she cried out and then hugged me as if she knew me…very well. Her hand grabbed my ass and her lips pressed to mine. I was shocked and it took me a moment to recover. When I did, I pried her from me.
    “I’m sorry. I don’t think I know you,” I said and she squinted and then blushed.
    “Oh my God! I’m so sorry! It’s dark and I’m not wearing my glasses. I’m so embarrassed,” she said. I assured it was fine and told her mistakes happened. She apologized again and then dashed away. James was smiling at me.
    “Friend of yours?” he asked and cocked an eyebrow.
    “Don’t even go there, Mister,” I said and James laughed. His hand found the small of my back and he led me out of the club. I looked back but I didn’t see the girl. Very strange, I thought to myself, but it wasn’t long before I’d forgotten the whole experience.
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    A half hour later, James and I were in his bedroom. I sat on his bed in only my boots as James peeled his jeans down his legs and stepped from them. His naked body never failed to turn me on. He was everything I used to shun. Tall and strong, his arms shoulders and back covered in tattoos. His cinnamon streaked blonde hair was short but his goatee was long and wild and felt oh so good between my thighs. James was a little rough around the edges, abrasive and often abrupt, but caring and tender too. Six weeks ago, I’d have told you I wasn’t interested in a man like James Turner. Now, I had fallen and fallen hard for him.
    James climbed between my legs and kissed his way up my naked body. His beard felt so good against my soft skin. He stopped at my breasts and paid special attention to each, biting each nipple hard in turn and coaxing a cry from my lips. Finally, he laid on top of me, kissed me gently and growled. God, I loved that deep, soft growl that resonated from his chest. I raked my fingers up James’ back as he pressed his hard shaft against my mound. James’ tongue dove into my mouth and I sucked it greedily. However, I wasn’t here