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Wilson.”  She moved
with him, but tried to hold back, hoping he would create his
special brand of magic.  “God, that’s good.”
    Rather than words, he answered her cries by
sliding two fingers inside her.  In gradual motions, he curled
his finger and stroked upwards.
    The man had a homing device to find the
elusive location every male, and dare she say woman, went searching
for, but never honed in on.  In Wilson’s case, he seemed to
zone right in on it and the second he made contact, she bucked her
hips as her need grew, taking over everything.
    “ That’s right.”  With
his free hand he pushed her down.  “Come on, baby.”
    Beneath him, she writhed, her body heading
toward the crescendo.  “Wilson.” The way he tended to her
electrified every one of her nerve endings, the sizzle of pleasure
rose and she gasped.
    “ You’re there.”  He
lowered his mouth to her once more, coaxing her a little
more.
    The combination of his hands and mouth and
him, didn’t push her over the edge, she basically dived off the
cliff.  Her body flooded with euphoric pulses. Not one inch of
her was spared as the ecstasy washed over her and waves slowly
turned to ripples, leaving her weak and panting.  What the
hell did this guy do to her?  He was magnificent.
    Somehow she found the strength to reach out
to him.  Even though she was still rebounding from that
incredible orgasm, she needed him inside her.
    The bed bouncing with his movement and the
familiar crunch of a condom wrapper opening let her know her wish
would happen soon.
    “ There’s no bigger turn on
than making you come.”  As he entered her, he took her into
his arms and kissed her.  “God, you’re so wet.”
    Their tastes combined into a delicious
elixir, and she had no choice but to hold him tight, relishing in
how he took things slow and rocked inside her.  Needing him
even deeper, she wrapped her legs around him.
    “ Oh, yeah, like
that.”  Still, he didn’t slam his body into her. 
Instead, he kept his thrusts even and fluid allowing her arousal
reclaim her until she was moving with him, meeting him stroke for
stroke. 
    His breath quickened, and he sped up. 
“Giselle.” Once more he found her lips.  “I’m close.”
    Lord, she wanted him to use her body for his
own pleasure, wanted to feel him come, knowing she brought that out
in him.  With his impending release, his muscles tensed and
his rhythm faltered.
    Her undoing came when he began to shake and
drive into her.  “Wilson!”  Another orgasm crashed over
her, quick, hard throbs that matched his.
    “ Ah!”  He ground his
hips to hers as his climax continued.  “Damn.”
    Then, as their bodies seemed to meld
together, he simply held her.
    Yes, he held her and kissed her and remained
inside her and neither of them seemed all too quick to be
separated.  In fact, she didn’t want to be separated. She
wanted to stay right here in his arms.  This was the moment
all her girlfriends spoke of, the moment they knew they wanted that
person for more than some fun and a romp around the bed, and she
understood. In this moment, there was comfort and safety and kisses
from familiar lips.
    The next moment would be the anxiety and
tears and uncertainty, but maybe not for her. 
    Wait, wasn’t that what every girl
thought? 
    She couldn’t allow this moment to last, but
didn’t know how to stop it.

Chapter Five
     
    THE DRIP OF THE WATERFALL, the scent of
citrus in the air, the hardening mask on her face.  Wrapped in
a fluffy white robe, Giselle sat with her toes in the warm water
while several technicians attended to her every need.  Life at
Zen At Last Spa was calm indeed.  No wonder her mother chose
to live in the specialty residence there.  It was total
fun.
    “ Love, I can’t tell you how
happy I am to have you stop by.  You’ve been so busy
lately.”  Mariam Abromowitz patted her daughter’s shoulder and
then leaned back as some large woman painted some magic