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“Yes, Sir, I did.” She paused and a naughty twinkle sparkled in her eye. “A lot.”
    He laughed and the chipmunk skittered away. “A far cry from the time you walked the deck naked!”
    Sarah colored and Phillip bent to kiss her again. Pulling the inner wanton out of her took patience, but patience he had in plenty. He loved testing her limits and finding her boundaries, knowing the journey was always more fun than the destination.
    A gentler kiss this time. This one filled with promises of what was to come. He wondered if she would like the new toy he’d bought? Okay, maybe toy was the wrong word, even if he was going to have some fun playing with it. Them, he corrected in his mind.
    Taking her hand, he led her toward the house. Sarah paused at the door, as she often did. One of these days, he’d have to ask her why she did that. This time, she looked up at him, a question in her voice. “Phillip, once we get married and I’m living here all the time, will you still greet me like that? Won’t you become used to me? If I come home to you every day instead of every weekend, it won’t be as special anymore.”
    Phillip took both her hands in his. “It will be special, but in a different way.” He could see she was truly troubled. He set his plans for the evening aside for a few moments so he could ease her fears. Long ago he’d learned that small concerns could blossom into huge problems if ignored. That previous relationship had ended in disaster because he hadn’t learned the lesson fast enough. Phillip was determined not to repeat the same mistake. “Come on over and sit down for a minute.” He led her to the porch swing he’d put in two weeks ago so they could enjoy the sunset together. They sat and he started them swinging as he answered her questions.
    “You were married before and you know passion flames brightly and burns quickly. What’s left once the passion is gone?”
    “That one’s simple. Love.” She reached over and took his hand. “The passion Tom and I shared was nowhere as intense as what I feel with you, though.”
    “It doesn’t matter. Passion has many faces. There’s an elderly couple I know who still hold hands when they sit down. Both need walkers to get along or I’m sure they’d hold hands even when they’re walking down the hall. Their kisses are small but no less intense for all the infirmities of age. Their passion isn’t as violent as ours can be, yet flames just as brightly after all their years together, wouldn’t you say?”
    Sarah nodded. “That couple has love to back them up, that’s why.” She shifted on the seat. “I loved Tom but our relationship was…quieter. The fireworks died early and life became…well…comfortable. More like an old sweatshirt or a favorite-pair-of-sneakers-comfortable.” She laughed. “Something tells me that’s not the kind of relationship we’re ever going to have.”
    Phillip grinned. “Oh, I think you’ll be surprised. There’s something wonderful about putting on your favorite sneakers in the morning.”
    “Yes,” she agreed. “And there’s also something to be said for putting on nothing but a pair of cuffs!” She waggled her eyebrows toward the door. Phillip took the hint. Sarah only wanted her concerns noted and verified, not solved immediately. Apparently his intended was far hornier than worried.
    “All right, you minx. If that’s the way you feel.” He paused to pull her to her feet. “Off with your clothes!”
    “Right here?” She looked around in shock.
    “Right here.” The long, curved drive cut off all view from the road. No one would see her strip but him and that was just the way he liked it. He would share her beauty with others, but others of his choosing. Strangers had no business looking at her wonderful body. His cock stirred at the thought of Sarah on display for his friends to admire.
    She wore a scarlet blouse today, with a full black skirt that fell below her knees. The severe cut of