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delicious feelings and just from his finger. Better than what she could do for herself. Not that she’d ever admit to anyone that she did what she did to herself.
    Then he’d stopped the horse, opened his fly and pulled her onto his erect member, and helped her move up and down on it. Their breathing, rough and harsh at first, had turned into cries of ecstasy. As they’d gone on and on, their cries growing louder, the exquisite sensations overwhelmed her until she thought she could stand it no longer and yet it continued until suddenly she’d flown into a million pieces that scattered into the starry sky. And from far away among the stars she’d heard his harsh groans and felt him release within her.
    She hadn’t known such pleasure existed.
    When they’d gotten home, he’d leaped down from the buggy and come around to her side to help her get down. When she’d turned toward him he had buried his head between her legs and driven his tongue deep inside her. Remembering this now, she brought her fingers down to lightly caress where he had entered her.
    When he’d stood he’d lifted her from the buggy as though she weighed nothing. He’d taken her in his arms and they’d shared a long, languorous kiss that tasted of her.
    When at last she’d come up for air, she had said, “Would you have dinner with me tomorrow night?”
    “I would be most honored to dine with you.”
    “Well that would be lovely,” she had said, thinking already of the lascivious things they might do once dinner was done.
    “Would half past nine suit you?”
    “I will have dinner ready for you at nine thirty.” Late, but romantic.
    “It’s been a long time since I had a meal cooked at home,” he’d said and she felt pleased that she had offered.
    Sitting at her kitchen table, she thought about that, about Daniel kissing her deeply down below and then kissing her mouth. At first she’d thought it perverse. But then she had liked the fact that his mouth tasted like her secret place. There was a stirring there now as she thought about this, and her breasts ached, her nipples grew taut. All those things they’d done—he’d done. Her face burned. She’d liked them. All of them. A lot.
    She scratched the place on her neck that itched. Daniel had bitten her there and he had drunk her blood, right when she’d been nearly out of her mind with the most intense and delicious feelings she’d ever had. That bite had driven her over the edge. Way over the edge.
    It surprised her that it had healed so fast. She was sure he’d actually been drinking, and she’d seen him licking blood off his lips, yet it had hardly hurt and there was no big wound, just a couple little bumps that itched. If she bit him enough to draw blood, his skin would be all torn up and it would have hurt him like heck. And she’d have made a big ol’ mess of his neck. How had he done it so neatly?
    She hoped that after dinner he’d do all those delicious things he’d done last night all over again—the blood sucking and especially those lovely things he did down there . She’d want him to kiss her there and use his tongue and—
    She sat bolt upright. Dinner! She’d invited Daniel to dinner! He was coming tonight. She had no food except the green beans growing plentifully outside. A few pitifully small tomatoes were, at best, almost ripe. She only had enough flour and shortening for one big biscuit—or two tiny ones. What had she been thinking?
    Must have been the champagne. She’d felt all dazed and happy and—oh lordy, but she’d wanted to see that man again, wanted him to do those things, wanted him…but she couldn’t waste time thinking about all that. She’d forgotten all about having no food and not a penny to buy any. What was she going to do?
    She did have a few chickens left. If Seth or one of the neighborhood cowboys happened to be passing by she could ask him to kill one of them. Naked, she got up and looked out each of the windows to see if there