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enjoying the
view, I decided not to.
    “Every part of you is beautiful,” he
said.
    I could feel my cheeks blush a bit. “Thank
you,” I said. I looked at him coyly. “Now it’s your turn.”
    James promptly took his shirt off, followed
by his pants. He had well-defined shoulders and arms, and his chest
was nicely built with just the right amount of hair. I could lay my
head on that chest forever. He moved closer to me once more and put
his arm around my lower back. He continued moving us both toward
the bed as he kissed me again, allowing his tongue to go deep into
my mouth.
    He gave me a slight push, and I fell
backwards onto the down comforter. “Let me help you with these,” he
said, hooking his fingers into the sides of my panties. I could see
a slight grin on his face as he pulled my panties completely off
and threw them on the floor next to my bra. He then removed his
boxer briefs.
    James lowered himself onto the bed and
positioned himself between my legs. I couldn’t help but move my
pelvis up to meet his. Every nerve ending in my body was stimulated
as I thought about his large erection entering me.
    “Well, you’re eager, aren’t you?” he asked,
obviously pleased by the fact that I wanted him so badly. “Let’s
slow down.”
    “Let’s not,” I said. I wrapped my legs around
his lower back in an attempt to pull him closer to me.
    James managed to free himself from my legs
and position himself next to me. He lowered a hand to my warm spot
and gently massaged me. I couldn’t stop myself from moving my body
in response. He then slid his middle finger inside of me while he
continued to rub me with his palm.
    “Ahhhh. You are so wet. Does this feel good?”
I responded with a low moan. James smiled. “I guess that’s a
yes.”
    James then repositioned himself on top of me,
between my legs. I could feel him against my thigh and then
suddenly, he was inside of me. I gasped almost imperceptibly at the
surprise. He slowly sunk his fullness into me so that I could feel
every inch of him. It might have been the most pleasure I had ever
felt in my life.
    He continued moving in and out of me, and I
responded by wrapping my legs around him once more and pulling him
in deeper. We made love for what felt like hours and finally, I let
myself go. My body seemed to implode, and I convulsed slightly with
pleasure. James picked up his pace and shortly thereafter he let
out a long, deep groan, filling me with warmth.
    James fell down to his elbows and took in a
deep breath before brushing a lock of hair off of my damp forehead
and kissing it.
    “I love you,” he whispered.
    “I love you too,” I said.
    James laid down next to me. I rested my head
on his chest, and quickly fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
    The memory of that night, the first time
James said that he loved me, is one that I’ll never forget. If I
want to go back to that, if I ever want to recapture what he and I
had, I better accept the job. It’s a risk, but it’s one that I’m
ready to take. Even if everything falls apart, at least I will be
able to look back on this time in my life and not ask “what
if?”
    I grab my phone from my night stand and text
James immediately.

    Me: I’d like to take the job. When would you
like me to start?
    James Parker: Monday. I need help ASAP.
    Me: OK. I’ll give notice tomorrow.
    James Parker: Great. I’m glad you’re coming
aboard.
     
    I’m surprised that James responded so quickly
considering it’s the middle of the night. I hope I didn’t wake him.
Maybe he’s up late working. Or what if he’s up because he’s
spending time with another woman? The thought brings on those
familiar feelings of rejection. Why do I do this to myself?
    I hear Malcolm whimper and it brings me back
to reality. I reach down the side of my bed and pet him on the
head. He responds by touching his wet nose to my hand and then
licking it.
    “Hey, sweet baby,” I say. “Why don’t you come
up here with Mama?” I pat