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grabbing onto as his cock slid into the tight heat of her body.
    “I do not!” Maz seethed. “Anyway it’s none of your business.”
    Joe was about to make her ass very much his business. “I offer personal training.” Though if this older version of Maz was anything like the younger one then he doubted she would allow herself to be trained to do anything. She had been stubborn back then and Joe doubted that had changed.
    “I’m very happy for you.”
    She didn’t look it and Joe knew any time Maz put her hands on her hips she was anything but approachable. But he was older and wiser and more daring and moving Maz was going to be a lot of fun. “I would love to train you.” There was so much Joe wanted to do with her body. Lick, suck, fuck.
    —
    “I’m pretty trained up.” What the hell was wrong with him? Couldn’t he take no for an answer? And more importantly why was she suddenly unable to move away from him? If it had been any other man proposing what she knew he was, Maz would have blown him off long ago. But then, this was Joe and first love—her only love—ran deep.
    “Scared?”
    Yes, of doing something stupid . She had a desperate urge to finish what she started at the motel. “No, I told you before I don’t like to sweat.”
    “I remember a time…”
    “Shut up.” Maz needed no reminding of their mutual sweat-soaked bodies slick and tight against each other.
    “Make me,” he teased as he moved in close to her.
    Uh-oh. If Joe touched her knew she knew she would literally be screwed.
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    And that’s how they ended up with their clothes torn off. Kissing Joe was like imbibing the finest wine. One sip was not enough and too much made her drunk with possibilities and lust for more. Her lips broke off from his. “We shouldn’t be doing this.” Yet there she was riding on his cock.
    “So climb off me.”
    “Okay.”
    As Maz lifted off on the upstroke, Joe held firmly onto her hips. “You’re not going anywhere, lady.”
    She sank back down and let the heat from his cock invade her body once more. It had been so long since she felt so good. “We can’t go any further than this.” Maz held onto his shoulders and rode Joe’s thighs at a slow leisurely pace.
    Joe’s hands rose up to cup her breasts. “Of course not.”
    “I mean it.”
    “Sure you do.”
    And then he leaned in sucked one nipple into his mouth and Maz had no idea what she meant or who she was anymore. The wet suction of his lips pulling at her breast sent off a wild chain reaction around her body. Maz moved faster, her clit hitting his pelvic bone with every thrust. “Oh Joe,” she whimpered as her fingers threaded through his hair. Her eyes closed as and she held Joe close. She felt like she was on fire.
    “Open your eyes.” Joe lifted his head and looked at Maz. “I want to watch you as you come.”
    Her eyes met his. “I may not come.” She was going to come screaming.
    “Liar.” Joe chuckled at her words and slapped her butt playfully. “What?”
    I want this back in my life. I want Joe. “Nothing.” This was just pure lust. This was not reality. It was insane to think it was anything more than one needy moment in life.
    “Maz, you can’t hide from this.”
    The look he gave her was so intense that she wanted to believe she was not the only one feeling more than just lust. But that was madness. Fourteen years was a long time to carry memories, let alone love. “I’m impaled on your cock, Joe. Trust me I’m hiding nothing.” Maz lifted her hand and stroked his face, the rough, manly stubble making her skin tingle. ”Don’t talk. I just want to feel.” If I never see him again I want to remember this moment . Maz knew she was pathetic but first loves, only loves, were always important to a woman.
    “I’d do anything for you.”
    “Then make me come.”
    Joe caught Maz against his chest and rolled them over so he was covering her body.
    When he pulled his cock from inside her, Maz whimpered.