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Didn’t I tell you to relax?”

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Yes, sir.”

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When he returned from the kitchen, he offered me his hand. “Dance with me.”

It wasn’t a request, it was a command that I felt compelled to follow. I floated into his arms. He held me tightly as we danced to Gerald Levert’s latest song. My head rested comfortably on his shoulder. He was a wonderful dancer and our bodies fit well together. His lips trailed kisses along my neck and forehead. I couldn’t object,because he felt so good.

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Outside of Randy, I’ve never been with another man. This is all new to me.” I wanted him to kiss my lips.

As if he had read my mind, he raised my head and kissed me. First his kiss was light as if he were asking permission to go further. I returned the kiss as a deep sigh slipped out of my mouth. He took this as an invitation to actually kiss me on the lips and kiss me he did.

His lips were wet and succulent; his breath was peppermint fresh; and his tongue was as soft as velvet. I clung to him tighter because his kiss made me feel light in the head and weak in the knees. We were no longer dancing, we were just swaying from side to side getting our grind on. I had to find a way to break our embrace before I had done something I would regret in the morning. Perhaps he felt my hesitation because he lifted his lips from mine. They felt cold and empty. I wanted so much for him to put them back.

He led me to the sofa so we could talk. “Felicia, I really like you. There is nothing more in the world that I would like to do at this moment than to make love to you, but I want you to be sure that this is something that you want as well.”

“
I … uh—”

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Trust me, no pressure. I didn’t bring you here just to seduce you. When the time is right, we will know.” He stroked my leg.

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It’s just that I’ve never been with any other man other than Randy. I don’t even know how to begin an affair.”

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That’s nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, in this day and age it is something to be proud of and cherished. I cherish it, so I will wait until you let me know you are ready to take this to the next level. Deal?”

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Deal.” I was going crazy on the inside.

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So what do you want to do now? Do you want some dessert? I made a cheesecake.”

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Cheesecake? Oh my Goodness that is my favorite, but I’m still full from dinner. Can we just sit and talk?”

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Anything your heart desires, princess.” He wrapped his arms around me, and I laid my head on his shoulder.

I was content for the moment to just stay right there. I felt protected and comfortable—something I hadn’t felt in a long time.

“
What’s your biggest fear, Felicia?”

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Wow, I have so many; it’s hard to just name one.”

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Try.”

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Failure. I’ve always been driven and goal oriented. When I fail at something I set out to do, I take it personal. It gets me in a black funk that is hard to shake.”

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Do you feel like you failed in your marriage?” He held my hand.

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Wow, you don’t believe in asking the easy questions, do you?”

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I want to get to know you. The best way to do that is to ask the hard questions.”

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Honestly, I don’t think I failed in my marriage. My husband failed. I did my part, he just didn’t meet me halfway.” I loved the way my hand felt in his.

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And is that something that you are looking for, someone to meet you halfway?”

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Yeah. Marriage is a commitment that should be met by both parties not just one individual. What about you? What is your biggest fear?”

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Giving my heart to someone and they end up mistreating it.”

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Oh, I feel you.”

We were quite again. His hands were busy rubbing my arms, easing the tension that had worked into my bones.

“
Why me, Sherman?” I looked into his eyes to see if the truth was there.

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Why not you? You’re beautiful, smart, sexy as hell, and you have a heart of gold. I just want to get in there and bask in your glow.”

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Have you been burned before?” I asked.

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Uh … not really. I’ve been close to a few women, but I’ve never felt such a strong connection to anyone like I’ve felt with you. I mean the second you walked into that restaurant, I’ve not been able to get you off my mind.”

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But you realize this is unethical for me to get involved with a client.”

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Our business is done. Now there is nothing between us but space and opportunity.”

I kissed him and swung my legs over his lap and straddled him. If I had shocked him, he played if off well. I could feel the swell of his dick rubbing against my clit, and I just wanted to get closer. I had made up my mind, right or wrong, I wanted this man to make love to me. I pulled my face away from him and looked him deeply in the eye. “Would you make love to me?”

He didn’t answer. He picked me up and carried me upstairs to his bedroom. We kissed the entire time. My panties were soaking wet and my tits were straining against my dress trying to get free. He sat me down on the bed and lit a small light that cast a romantic glow over the room. The room, like the rest of his house, was very masculine. It was done in earth tones: dark browns and olive green.

He began to undress me.

My body was shaking.

“
Are you sure about this?” He kissed my neck.

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Yes,” was all that I could say. My voice trembled with emotion and passion.

He turned me around and unzipped my dress. It fell around my ankles, and I stepped out of it. He unhooked my bra and allowed it to fall to the floor as well. He rubbed my back and planted gentle kisses along my neck and arms. I wasn’t wearing pantyhose so he simply slid my thong down my legs. I stood before him totally exposed.

He turned me around to face him. His eyes roamed over my body, and I felt goose bumps from the heat of his gaze. “You’re even more beautiful than I ever imaged.”

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Are you going to let me stand naked while you have all your clothes on?” I ran my finger over his belt buckle.

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Would you like to take them off?”

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Yes, I would.” I stepped closer to him and began to unbutton his shirt. I pulled his shirt out of his pants. He wasn’t wearing an undershirt so his flat stomach was exposed. I rubbed my hands over his abs. I slid the shirt off his arms and it too fell on the floor. My hands trembled as I fumbled with his belt. I was nervous as hell, but I wanted to see this thing through.

Finally, I removed his belt, tossed it to the floor then unzipped his pants. They dropped to his ankles, exposing thunderous thighs. My God, I had never seen a man with a body so defined. Every muscle had a purpose, and he was able to flex them individually. He didn’t wear boxers as I had expected. He wore black jockey shorts, a sharp contrast to his caramel skin. His dick was so hard it had to hurt being confined in the drawers. I pulled them down and was amazed that so much could be packed in such little briefs.

All I could do was stare. I didn’t know what else to do.

“
You still want to do this?”

I nodded my head but I still didn’t move. Sensing my fear, he took over. He swept me up into his arms and laid me in the center of his king-sized bed. He began his seduction by kissing my lips, sucking gently, causing my knees to quiver. He moved lower to my breasts and took his time sucking them as if he had expected nourishment from them. My nipples were taunt, each eager for a chance to play in his mouth. My head writhed from side to side in intense pleasure. He was moving slowly and that was agony. I wanted to feel his body pressed against mine as I had felt him in the living room.

“
Don’t rush this, sweetheart. We have all night,” he mumbled the words against my skin, sending shivers up my spine.

When he left my breasts, they felt cold, but they heated up again as his tongue made love to my belly button. I had never thought of my belly button as being an erogenous zone but that shit was the bomb. He slipped lower, ignoring my pussy, and began to massage my feet and legs. He washes my toes with his mouth. Without warning, I came.

I cried out in ecstasy.

He abandoned my feet and attacked my pussy, sucking each and every drop that was leaking from it.

I could not handle the sensations that were running through my body. He sucked my clit and stuck his tongue deep in my pussy. I felt like he was fucking me with his tongue. I came again. In my entire life, I’d never came twice in one day. I’d be lucky if I came once a week.

He rolled off of me and grabbed a condom from his nightstand. His dick was slightly curved and thick. My muscles constricted just thinking of him putting his dick inside of me.

He eased inside of me gently.

I felt like a virgin all over again. As he probed deeper and deeper I began to thrash around, trying to capture every inch of him. He moaned deep in his throat and threw back his head as he thrust farther into me. My legs were wrapped around his waist holding him inside. He wouldn’t have been able to get away anyway, because my pussy was holding him like a vise.

“
Damn, baby, you taste so sweet; and, oh my God, you feel so damn good.” He stopped midstroke.

I panicked. Had I done something wrong? “What’s wrong?”

“
I don’t want to come yet, but you are making this very hard for me. Slow down a minute.” He lay inside of me trying to be still.

My muscles kept contracting as if they had a mind of their own. “I can’t take it, baby. You just feel so good; I’m about to come!” Much to my surprise, I came again. Tears flowed from my eyes. Never before had I felt this damn good. If it turned out I had made a mistake and trusted the wrong man by sleeping with him so soon, I wouldn’t have given a rat’s ass, because my ass had just gotten laid out proper.

He didn’t roll off of me as I had expected; he propped himself up on his arms to take most of his weight off me but his dick was still deep inside my pussy.

“
Why are you crying? Did I hurt you?” Genuine concern filled his voice.

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No, baby, that was beautiful. I’ve never had multiple orgasms before. My mind and body are running in overdrive.”

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We ain’t done yet.” He rolled over on his side and pulled me back toward his chest, spooning with me. He stroked my breasts and whispered terms of endearment in my ear.

I was ready to go to sleep, but I felt him poking me. I was not about to deny him.

“
Get on top of me.” He pulled another condom out the drawer and put it on. I gently lowered myself onto his thick dick. Good Lord! It ought to have been a law against being so gifted while so many other brothers couldn’t even swing in the wind. He was harder now than he was before.

This time I was in control. I wanted to show him I had some skills of my own. First I rode him hard and heavy, then I started to tease him. I would rise up, almost allowing his dick to slip out, then drop back down on it to the hilt. I rolled my hips and clapped my ass around his balls. I was enjoying myself and so was he. Now I knew that Randy didn’t know shit about making love!

“
Oh, so now you want to tease a brother?” He flipped my ass over and fucked me with everything he had.

Once again we came together. This time, I knew I was going to sleep.

“
You going to put me out or can I stay the night?” I said, trying to catch my breath.

“
I would never put you out.” He curled up next to me and blew out the candles.

* * *

I hadn’t felt Sherman leave the bed, but I did smell the breakfast he had carried into the bedroom the following morning. He had made French toast and bacon and eggs.

“
Breakfast in bed? A girl could get spoiled.”

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That’s my intent. Didn’t you know?” He kissed my forehead.

“
I guess I didn’t.”

After breakfast and a quick shower, we made love again and, of course, that led to another shower. By the time he dropped me off at my house, all I could do was crawl in the bed and go to sleep.

CHAPTER 26

I had tossed and turned all night long. My thoughts were switching from Felicia to Jamie and back again to Felicia. Several times I found myself picking up the phone to find out if she had made it home last night. It tore me up inside to think that she might have been or would become romantically involved with that guy. These feelings didn’t make sense to me, ’cause I wasn’t sure what I wanted from Felicia.

I was pretty sure I didn’t want to marry her, but I didn’t want to lose her as my best friend. I went and took a shower since I was due at the testing center within the hour. I didn’t want to be late, because they would not allow me in. My money would be forfeited, and I could not afford that.

I tried putting all the nonsense out of my mind, at least for the time being. I knew that I would see Jamie at the testing center, and I would talk to him afterwards. I was going to pretend that I hadn’t even read his letter. This way I could avoid that conversation until I found out exactly where my head was at.

The test was computerized, and I would know immediately if I had passed. If the program quit before I had answered all two hundred questions, I would know I had failed. I prayed I would be able to make it to the end with a high enough score to get picked up by one of the larger accounting firms in Atlanta.