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Authors: Marleen Reichenberg
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let go of my hand, slipped his arm around my waist, and synchronized his steps with mine.
“Your self-image is completely inaccurate because of your rotten experience with that heartless jerk,” said Nick suddenly. “You doubt that I find you desirable. But from the first moment I saw you, I had the inexplicable feeling that we belong together. I’ve never felt anything like this with a woman before. Let me have a chance to show you I’m serious.”
Yeah, sure! And the earth is flat. But I didn’t blurt out my thoughts; instead, I remained silent. Meanwhile we’d come back to the edge of the woods where we’d parked. I felt Nick’s hand on my hip drawing me closer to his body, and I savored his irresistible scent in spite of my subversive mental reservations. I found Nick enormously attractive. The protective wall against men I’d carefully built up over the years began to crumble and collapse.
Being close to him, I felt like a completely new Laura. His approving gaze, his smile, and his evident interest made me feel attractive and extraordinary for the first time in many years. When we finished our walk and stood in front of his flashy car, he beamed at me as enthusiastically and intently as he did during our first hike—right before that wretched kiss.
Without thinking, I said aloud what was going through my head. “I Googled you.”
His eyes twinkled roguishly as he shook his head in exaggerated despair. “Oh, no. I meant to warn you by all means not to do that. At least half of what you read there is completely fabricated. Particularly where my numerous relationships are concerned.”
Laying his hand on my arm, he implored me. “Laura, if I had had something going with every woman I’m connected to in the papers, I wouldn’t have time to eat, work, or sleep. I’m no saint, and it goes without saying that I’ve had girlfriends. But believe me, none of them has impressed me as much as you have.”
I wanted to believe him, but my inner spoilsport threatened to ruin things. Oh, sure, because you’re such an exceptionally fascinating beauty. Forget it! You only appeal to Nick because you don’t drool all over him like everyone else. He’ll drop you like a hot potato after he gets you into bed—which is all he really wants .
This time, I furiously silenced the killjoy part of me that always prevented me from having a little fun, joy, and passion in my life. I decided to risk disappointment. Nick saw how conflicted I was and took me gently in his arms. And then he kissed me. His movements were much slower and more intense and tender than Tim’s impetuous fumbling and greedy kisses on the beach. Back then I felt I was in a tornado and just let it all happen, but now I felt passion rising within me. His mouth caressed my lips, and I automatically opened them to allow his tongue in. His expertise released an eager reaction in me. I turned hot and cold as if I had a fever, and heat suddenly gathered in the center of my body. I wound my arms around his neck, pushed tightly against him, and responded to his passionate kiss. Even though I lacked experience, I thought I performed quite skillfully. His hands slipped under my shirt and stroked my bare skin. I indulged in the frisson of lust that ran over me and sent hot flashes directly to my private parts. Nick pulled his lips away from mine and gently held me away from him.
“For heaven’s sake, Laura, if we don’t stop now, we’ll become a public nuisance. Besides, I think this is moving too fast. I want to give you more time, as hard as that is for me. There’s no way you should feel you’re being exploited. When we sleep with each other, then I want it to remain a beautiful memory, one that will expunge that old semi-rape and will really be your first time.”
I was in seventh heaven. He couldn’t have said anything more beautiful. I would rename this wonderful natural setting—now so rich in memories—the Grove of Love.
We drove to his place
“Your self-image is completely inaccurate because of your rotten experience with that heartless jerk,” said Nick suddenly. “You doubt that I find you desirable. But from the first moment I saw you, I had the inexplicable feeling that we belong together. I’ve never felt anything like this with a woman before. Let me have a chance to show you I’m serious.”
Yeah, sure! And the earth is flat. But I didn’t blurt out my thoughts; instead, I remained silent. Meanwhile we’d come back to the edge of the woods where we’d parked. I felt Nick’s hand on my hip drawing me closer to his body, and I savored his irresistible scent in spite of my subversive mental reservations. I found Nick enormously attractive. The protective wall against men I’d carefully built up over the years began to crumble and collapse.
Being close to him, I felt like a completely new Laura. His approving gaze, his smile, and his evident interest made me feel attractive and extraordinary for the first time in many years. When we finished our walk and stood in front of his flashy car, he beamed at me as enthusiastically and intently as he did during our first hike—right before that wretched kiss.
Without thinking, I said aloud what was going through my head. “I Googled you.”
His eyes twinkled roguishly as he shook his head in exaggerated despair. “Oh, no. I meant to warn you by all means not to do that. At least half of what you read there is completely fabricated. Particularly where my numerous relationships are concerned.”
Laying his hand on my arm, he implored me. “Laura, if I had had something going with every woman I’m connected to in the papers, I wouldn’t have time to eat, work, or sleep. I’m no saint, and it goes without saying that I’ve had girlfriends. But believe me, none of them has impressed me as much as you have.”
I wanted to believe him, but my inner spoilsport threatened to ruin things. Oh, sure, because you’re such an exceptionally fascinating beauty. Forget it! You only appeal to Nick because you don’t drool all over him like everyone else. He’ll drop you like a hot potato after he gets you into bed—which is all he really wants .
This time, I furiously silenced the killjoy part of me that always prevented me from having a little fun, joy, and passion in my life. I decided to risk disappointment. Nick saw how conflicted I was and took me gently in his arms. And then he kissed me. His movements were much slower and more intense and tender than Tim’s impetuous fumbling and greedy kisses on the beach. Back then I felt I was in a tornado and just let it all happen, but now I felt passion rising within me. His mouth caressed my lips, and I automatically opened them to allow his tongue in. His expertise released an eager reaction in me. I turned hot and cold as if I had a fever, and heat suddenly gathered in the center of my body. I wound my arms around his neck, pushed tightly against him, and responded to his passionate kiss. Even though I lacked experience, I thought I performed quite skillfully. His hands slipped under my shirt and stroked my bare skin. I indulged in the frisson of lust that ran over me and sent hot flashes directly to my private parts. Nick pulled his lips away from mine and gently held me away from him.
“For heaven’s sake, Laura, if we don’t stop now, we’ll become a public nuisance. Besides, I think this is moving too fast. I want to give you more time, as hard as that is for me. There’s no way you should feel you’re being exploited. When we sleep with each other, then I want it to remain a beautiful memory, one that will expunge that old semi-rape and will really be your first time.”
I was in seventh heaven. He couldn’t have said anything more beautiful. I would rename this wonderful natural setting—now so rich in memories—the Grove of Love.
We drove to his place
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