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touch is soft and tender, like Drew’s once was. The romance is clear and the sexual tension in the room is palpable. I don’t feel cheap or ashamed anymore. Truth be told, everything about Brian makes me feel like a single woman on another date.
    His fingers lace with mine and he guides me in the direction of the stairs.

    “May I kiss you?” Brian asks as he unbuckles his belt and hangs it over a gorgeous accent chair in the corner of the room. My eyes watch every move he makes, following his fingers as they unbutton each button on his shirt. I just nod. With my permission, he stalks across the room quickly. His long legs only require a mere three strides until he is standing in front of me. Looking down, he pauses and smiles. His soft fingertips glide over my plump lips before his hand cups my cheek and he makes his way in for the kiss. I melt against his touch and kiss him back. Our lips give way, parting to allow our tongues to dance in a battle for control. Fueled by the passion of feeling wanted, I allow my hands to roam over his well-sculpted chest. I can feel every mouthwatering muscle through the thin fabric still covering his body. My hands move upward and fist through his salt and pepper colored hair. Something about it turns me on like crazy. My actions become increasingly desperate. I want him. I want him like crazy.
    Breaking our kiss, Brian steps back and looks me in the eye. We are silent for a minute, just staring at each other and taking this all in. I can tell he is just as wrapped up in this. He has that look in his eyes, the same one I am sure I have. That feeling that courses through your body when you know that the person you are with is someone special.
    “This isn’t just about money, Madeline. You…” he stops before saying whatever it is that is running through his mind. I’m curious and grateful at the same time because I’m unsure if I could deal with much more tonight. Not like this. It all has been so much for a single date.
    I press my finger to his lips and silence him with a shh . “Just be with me. Just the two of us. Nothing else.” I don’t know where the courage of my words comes from, but I am sure it has something to do with the aching between my legs. The desperation for the pleasure I haven’t had in such a long time.
    Brian nods and dips his head down to kiss me once again. This time he is more desperate. Like he needs me, he needs this. Whatever this is all about to become. I throw all my caution to the wind and just give in. Fully this time. Leaving my thoughts behind and ignoring that nagging little voice in the back of my head insisting I am doing something wrong. How could something that feels so damn right be wrong on so many levels?
    Our bodies begin to move and my legs press against the massive bed in the center of the room. I sit on the edge and Brian kneels down in front of me. Gone are my shoes, from the walk on the beach but that doesn’t stop him from paying extra attention to my feet. Kissing his way up my legs, he barely misses a single inch of skin.
    So this is what it feels like to really be pleasured? I think to myself, wondering how many men out there really love to cherish every inch of a woman. Drew certainly didn’t and none of the high school and college boys before him either. It was all about how quick they could stick their dick in me and pound away before I had the chance to even think about getting off. But, this is unlike anything ever before.
    With each inch, I can feel my body reacting to his touch, getting wetter and wetter with each and every kiss. I close my eyes and just feel. I lie back on the bed and lavish in his attentiveness until I feel him begin to tug on the thin lace panties I put on earlier in the evening. Never did I anticipate him seeing them. I’m almost glad he is the one getting the chance instead of Drew since I originally bought them to wear for him the night I found out about her. Kind of funny how things come so