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the subject. “Nope. I’m a Landers man. We don’t get emotional over women.”
    “Hmpf. That’s a whole other discussion. I guess I should tell my parents thank you again for letting me get my butterfly tattoo.” Peeling back the blanket, she straddled William’s hips and grinned. Her mask was back in place. “Think you’re up for kissing the butterfly a few more times?”
    Just enjoy it and follow her lead.   “As long as I get to kiss a few pink parts while I’m at it.” He nipped at her breasts.
    Erica moaned, “That sounds promising.”
    William caressed her cheek, cherishing the moment. “Erica?” he whispered as she began nuzzling her cheek against his hand, “Erica?”
    Her passion glazed eyes looked down at him. The lump in his throat grew painfully large. “I’m so sorry.”
    He watched a single tear slide down her cheek and sat up to kiss it. The saltiness invaded his mouth.
    “That wasn’t a pink part.” She scolded.
    William smiled. Rolling her over onto her back he pinned her arms. “What about here?” he pressed his lips to hers. “Or here.”  His lips brushed her nipple causing it to harden and lengthen.  His tongue swirled around the tip causing her to arch her back. He trailed kisses down her soft belly. “Maybe I can kiss you here.”
    Erica grabbed his shoulders. “Not yet. It’s too fast.” Normally he would have tried to convince her of the exquisite pleasure he was offering but there was something in her voice that made him kiss his way back up to her mouth.
    “Another time?”
    “Yes. But for now . . .” her hand slid down his chest to wrap around his most sensitive spot.  “I need this.”
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 7              
    William hadn’t slept yet.  The clock on the nightstand read 3AM. His mind kept going back to their first night together. Closing his eyes he could still see a sixteen year old Erica leaning against the kitchen counter in his buddy’s white on white kitchen. The red sweater dress reached about mid-thigh and hung off of one shoulder. Her hair had been blond and brushed just below her shoulders. Every time he saw her she was laughing. Her smile reached something deep inside him. It was her sense of joy that had called to him then. Only the joy and her slender body had called to his baser needs and he had wanted nothing more than to see if her lips were as soft as he imagined; to discover that other places were just as heavenly as her laugh. ‘A Drunken Release’ Erica had called it. But he knew that the one drink he had consumed that night had nothing to do with their attraction. The familiar feeling of loss and regret ate at the hole in his heart.
    But this is now .  Rolling towards the beautiful woman in his bed he inhaled her scent trying to ignore the smell of sex on her skin and his shaft against her soft backside. Erica shifted in her sleep adding to the friction against his lower region. Knowing he wouldn’t be able to sleep until he had her again, William began kissing her neck. Soon his hand was stroking her body. Having her back to him allowed his hand easy access to all of her sensitive hills and valleys.
    Erica’s erotic dream took on the form of reality as she woke to William massaging her breast and nibbling her earlobe. She could feel the hard length of him pressing against her backside. Wiggling her hips she heard William groan. “I thought you didn’t want to make me sore.” She teased.
    “You’re just too hard to resist. Think you’re up for another round?”
    Erica opened her legs, shifting so that his hard length slid deep into her wetness. “You tell me.”
    William tightened using all of his willpower not to embarrass himself.
    Erica was so turned on from the dreamlike foreplay and the feeling of power she quickly switched their positions, pushing William onto his back and straddling him. Before he could speak she slammed her wet core onto his waiting manhood. Erica let out a squeal,