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lifted her hips to meet his thrusts and her fingers curled against his arms and shoulders. 
    “Don’t worry,” he groaned and couldn’t help it when he moved faster, needing her and watching her face to gauge her response.  When her head fell back, he knew she was okay and moved slightly faster.  She took all of him, her legs lifting to take him deeper inside of her and he struggled to control his climax to ensure that she came first.  When he knew that he was about to lose control, he moved his hand down, teasing her and watched in fascination as she splintered almost immediately into her first orgasm. 
    He could only watch for a moment before her climax brought on his own and he slammed into her as intense waves of desire washed over him. 
    Siri’s arms relaxed and she felt as if her whole body were made of Jell-O .  The world could be falling apart outside this room and she wouldn’t even care. 
    “Are you okay?” he asked, lifting himself off of her, but not letting her go .  He rolled over onto his back, pulling her close against him.  He loved the way she snuggled against him, her leg even coming up to slide against his. 
    “More than okay,” she sighed and her hand moved against his ridged stomach, replete with happiness. 
    He pulled away to clean up in the bathroom, but he was back in moments and pulling her back against his side.  “I’m sorry I’ve missed this,” she said, referring to the fact that this was her first time.
    He looked down at her, his anger sharp and intense.  “You’re mine, Siri!  What we shared will be only between us,” he commanded. 
    She was touched by his possessiveness, when in other men it would be irritating.  “I know.  I was just kidding.  I haven’t even been tempted by any other man.  You know that,” she said as her hand soothed against his jaw.   “I’m sorry.  I shouldn’t have made a comment like that.”
    He relaxed and nodded.  “You’re mine, Siri,” he said again. 
    “Does that mean you’re mine?” she asked, pushing her hair out of her eyes and lifting herself higher so she was looking down on him for a change. 
    “Do you want me?” he teased, his hand sliding up her back, then down again to smooth against her bottom, making her wiggle and blush at the intimate touch. 
    “I think I do,” she said with a grin. 
    “Are you going to take me?” he asked and re-situated her so that she was laying completely on top of him.
    “Aren’t I heavy?” she asked, worried that she might be too much for him.
    He laughed and shook his head.  “You’re too light,” he countered. 
    She moved her legs, but his hands stopped her, forcing her legs to straddle him instead.  “That’s better,” he replied, his voice husky. 
    From that night on, whenever he was in town, she was in his arms, spending the nights with him.  He was so busy that there were periods when she only saw him once during the month.  Other times he was able to get away twice and they spent long weekends walking along the river, holding hands and dining out.  But mostly, they spent their time in bed, finding new ways to love each other. 
    She never said the words, but Siri was totally, completely, madly in love with this man who continued to surprise her.  He was older than her by twelve years but she didn’t feel as if he ever spoke down to her.  He listened while she spoke , helped her study for her exams, even gave her tips on research papers.  And never spoke about his feelings for her.  So she kept hers a secret as well, loving the man, but knowing there was a large part of him he kept secret. 
    For instance, she still had no idea what he did for a living.  Every time she met him he was coming or going from one meeting or another.  When she asked him about it, he explained that he was negotiating a contract, but never gave her details about what kind of contract, or what company he worked for.  He seemed to be meeting with very high level