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Married for Now, by Jezebel Rose

She could not let him go. She wanted to feel him close to her. She tried to touch his muscular chest pressing against the summits of her granite pointed breasts. She knew that this was going to be her last opportunity to let him know how she felt.

“Wait,” she called. “Wait for me.”

He turned and stood silhouetted against the hot, southern sun. Lifting the hem of her long skirt, Jacky ran towards him. Flinging herself against him, she held him tightly against her perspiring body. She could barely get her arms around his strong manliness. Laying her head against his heaving chest, Jacky felt his sweat coat her cheek.

“Please don’t go. Please don’t go,” she begged. “I love you.”

Justin’s voice rolled up from deep in his chest. “I love you too my darling. I was afraid that you wouldn’t want me after doing what I had to do.”

Lifting her face to look at him, Jacky stood on her tiptoes and offered her sweet mouth to him.

“I will always love you,” she murmured into his mouth before he crushed her to his body.

Jacky’s breasts heaved in passion as they shared a deep kiss. She felt his colossal maleness rise up and touch her belly. Feeling wanton, she pressed herself against him to let him know that she was not afraid of his power.

Alina carefully inserted her bookmark and closed the book. Rolling over she placed it on the bedside table and glanced at the clock.

“Midnight,” she thought. “I wish I could get to sleep earlier. I have to be up and at the school by eight.”

After turning off her reading lamp, Alina rolled back over and pressed herself against her husband’s side.

“I wonder if he wants to wake up.” She asked herself.

She knew she was wet down there. Reading romance novels always did that to her. Inching up her nightgown, she bared her thighs and straddled Harry’s leg. She could feel her moisture coating his flesh, and she squeezed his leg between her thighs.

“Umm, what’s wrong?” Harry mumbled. “Can’t you sleep? I have to get up early.”

Disentangling himself from her arms, Harry rolled away from her and started to softly snore.

“Damn it,” Alina said under her breath.

She lifted her hips and pulled her nightgown back down over her thighs. Brushing her fingers against herself, she felt the moisture that had dampened her bush. She tentatively rubbed her fingers between her lips and felt a surge of sensation. She wanted to continue, but the feeling of guilt that overwhelmed her made her stop. As if to mock the gods of guilt, she rubbed herself several more times before pulling her hand away and turning over on her stomach.

Her last thought before drifting off to sleep was an image of her fantasy Justin standing with his arms open to her.

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