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She turned in his arms, smiling. “I kind of like that you lost your head. I thought I was going to lose my mind. That was the most intensely sweet ass fuck I've ever had.”

“I hurt you, didn't I?”

She shrugged. “Just a little when you were about to come, but I enjoyed every second of it, Clay. Please don't apologize or be sorry for giving me one of the most incredible experiences of my life.”

He hugged her. “Let's go for a drive. I need to clear my head.”

She linked her arms around his neck. “It’s going to be a beautiful day. Why don’t we have a picnic? I can make sandwiches and we can take blankets.” She smiled at him. “I know of this secluded spot in Fairmount Park.”

He arched a brow. “Why would we need a secluded spot for a picnic?”

She stroked her fingers through his hair. “So we can enjoy our dessert in private, of course. There’s this big rock with a semi level top where we can spread the blankets. I can lean over it, and you can enter me from behind and have your choice of desserts -- pussy or ass. Your choice. Interested?”

With his cock aching, he studied her beautiful face. “You’ve made love there before?”

She sighed softly and nodded. “Would that bother you?”

He shook his head slowly, sliding his hands down to hold her ass. “Why should what happened in the past bother me when you’re mine now?” He slipped his hands into the waistband of her slacks and panties and caressed her ass. “Besides, I’ll make you forget whoever fucked you there.”

She moistened her lips. “It was --”

He pressed his finger against her lips. “It doesn’t matter who it was. All that will matter is what happens there between us today.”

She sucked in a breath. “Aren’t you the confident one?”

He slapped her ass and released her. “Yes, I am. I’ll go get the condoms and lube.”

Later that day after a two-hour drive through various sections of Fairmount Park, naked and aroused, Darbi leaned back against the blankets that covered a large rock, moaning softly.

An equally naked Clay kneeled between her parted legs. With his lips and tongue in constant motion, he finger fucked her ass as he feasted on her pussy. He ate her with a slow hunger that kept her writhing in ecstasy against his mouth. She moaned and shuddered through two wonderful climaxes, before he withdrew his fingers from her ass, and rose.

She opened her eyes and smiled at him. “That was wonderful, Clay.”

He lips and lower face glistened with her juices. He licked his lips, smiled down at her, and moved between her legs. Leaning over her, he cupped his hands over her breasts. “It’s time for dessert. Ready?”

She nodded, eager to have him slid in whichever of her openings he wanted. “Do you want me to turn over?”

“No. Just lay back, scoot your beautiful ass near the edge, lift your legs for me, and close your eyes.”

“Close my eyes? What ... what are you going to do?”

He massaged her breasts. “Do you trust me?”

“I’m deep in the woods with you naked. Of course I trust you.”

“Then do as you’re told, Darbi.”

The authoritative tone surprised her. “Are you going to turn caveman on me, Clay?”

He narrowed his gaze, his green eyes glittering in the afternoon light. “It’s time you realized you’re my woman and I’m in charge of this relationship. Not you.” He pinched her nipples -- hard.

Even as she gasped, a shudder of pleasure danced down her spine at the new element he introduced in their relationship. Although she had enjoyed chasing him, she liked the idea that he was now ready to take control.

“Don’t make me repeat myself, Darbi.”

Her heart racing, she did as he asked. Asked? Ordered was more like it. She caught her breath as he inserted the tip of the lube into her rear.

Using the weight of his upper body to press her legs against her body, he leaned forward, pressing his cock against her ass.

“Yes!” she whispered as he pierced her bottom. She was so aroused she would have welcomed one hard, painful thrust that sent him plowing deep. He had other ideas. Holding her hips, he took possession of her ass with a slow, delicious movement that allowed her to enjoy each inch of the thick, hard cock invading her.

By the time he was balls deep in her, her pussy had flooded again and her bottom felt hot and stretched -- just as she liked it. She licked her lips and cupped her hands over her breasts.

He leaned over her, placing his hands on the blanket beside her body and started to fuck her ass. She knew he had exhausted his patience on the exquisite slide into her and had no plans to linger. From the first few strokes, he fucked her hard and deep, not making an effort to be particularly gentle. With her legs pressed against her body, he achieved deeper penetration than he had earlier in the shower.

The combination of lying on the hard rock and having her ass filled with a long, thick cock sent her lust meter spinning quickly out of control. She shuddered with each semi-painful thrust into her bottom. And when he leaned over further and pinched her nipples, forcing her legs even lower, she cried out, her pussy convulsed, and she came.

Rubbing his palms roughly over her breasts, he fucked her through her climax, eliciting gasps of pleasure-pain from her as he deepened his thrusts with an almost mind-numbing fierceness before he groaned her name, slammed his hips against her ass, driving his cock in as deep as he could get it, called out her name again, and came.

He lay against her, touching his lips against hers. “My woman ... my pussy ... my ass. Mine. All mine.”

Her position was highly uncomfortable, but she had enjoyed the rough fuck. “Oh, God, yes! Yes, Clay! I’m yours!”

“Damn right you are.” He pressed a quick kiss against her lips before he lifted his body, withdrew from his cock from her, and sliding his hands along her legs, allowed her to lower them.

She rose on shaking legs and leaned against his damp chest, feeling weak and stiff.

He lifted her head and stared down at her, a smile on his handsome face. “Damn, that was good.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

He arched a brow. “Don’t try and tell me you didn’t and expect me to believe it.”

“You think lying on this damned rock while you slammed into my ass like a jackhammer was fun?”

He reached a hand down to probe her pussy, slick with her release. His smiled turned into a grin. “You’re very wet for someone who didn’t enjoy what just happened and let’s not forget this was your idea.”

She flushed, bit her lip, and then laughed. “Arrogant, overconfident, bastard!”

“Don’t forget handsome, skillful, and well-hung.”

She sighed. “And so modest too.”

He laughed and tipped up her chin.

She stared up at him. “You enjoyed hurting me, didn’t you, Clay?”

He frowned. “If I’d thought I was doing anything you didn’t want, I would have stopped.”

“Are you saying you think I like pain?”

“I’m saying I know you enjoyed our fuck, Darbi, so don’t try to tell me you didn’t. Now part your legs for me and give me a kiss.”

Unable to resist him, she spread her legs, and parted her lips.

Holding her by the ass, he drew her close and pressed several, long, warm kisses against her lips before trailing his mouth across her cheek to her ear. “Will you trust me not to hurt you, sweetheart?”

His voice was soft and reassuring. She nodded. “Yes, Clay.”

“Good. Now bend over the rock and part your lovely legs for me.”

She drew away from him. “Clay?”

“I want some pussy and you’re going to give me some. Aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she whispered. She turned, lay her upper body over the rock, and spread her legs wide for him, eager to be fucked again.

* * *

The next six weeks passed in a whirlwind of excitement for Darbi. There was no longer any doubt that she had become Clay’s woman and he was in charge of their relationship. She and Clayton saw each other four to five times each week. He took her to expensive restaurants, sent her extravagant bouquets that had all the women in the office sighing with envy, gave her sinfully delicious and outrageously priced chocolates, and swept her off her feet.

They generally had sex several times during the week. Sometimes he made soft, sweet love to her, almost as if he worshiped her body. At other times, he fucked her hard and fast, but still with an underlying tenderness.

Then there were the times when they had anal sex. Their anal encounters were rarely gentle, so he always made sure she had a vaginal climax before he entered her ass. Once he had his entire cock buried in her ass, he seemed to lose his ability to control himself. He would fuck her with the hunger of a man having sex for the first time in years.

Although anal sex with him was frequently tinged with pain, particularly just before he came, she loved his big dick plowing in and out of her ass, driving them both into a sexual frenzy which left them both almost incoherent.

Each sexual encounter was intense, physically and emotionally. Even though he never attempted to touch her without a condom again, he would often lie trembling in her arms with his face buried in her breasts after he'd come.

Later, she realized, it was during those times when he seemed so vulnerable that she began to slowly fall in love with him.

* * *

As Sharde became more involved in planning her wedding, she took more time off from work. Darbi temporarily took on more of Sharde's duties. The added responsibilities, combined with long dates with Clayton proved taxing, but exhilarating. No matter how tired she was, she looked forward to every date with him. She knew she'd done the unthinkable and fallen in love with him when she realized how lost and restless she felt on the few nights a week they spent apart.

“Hello? Anyone in there?”

Darbi blinked, shook her head, and looked at Jadan and Willow who sat in the seats in front of her office desk. “I'm sorry. My mind wandered. What did you say?”

Jadan and Willow exchanged quick glances before Jadan spoke. “We're heading out clubbing tonight and since you're not seeing your hunk, you are coming with us.”

Darbi shook her head. “Thanks, but I'm a little tired. I think I'll just stay in and watch a movie tonight.”

Willow rolled her eyes. “Hey, girl, you're thirty-two, not forty-two. That's too young to stay home on a Friday night waiting for a man to call.”

Darbi blushed. “I don't plan to wait for him to call. He has other plans.”

“Doing what?”

She shrugged. “I have no idea. He didn't say and I didn't ask, but we're spending the day together tomorrow.”

“Great. And we three are spending the tonight together.” She rose. “Don't make us drag your big butt out of your condo, girl. Eight o'clock tonight we're going clubbing. End of story. Be ready or else.”

Darbi looked at Willow who grinned and followed Jadan out of the office. Darbi shrugged, deciding it might be nice to go out with the girls again. Whenever she and Clay danced, it was slow and close together. Although she loved slow dragging with him, feeling his cock hardening as they swayed close together, it would be fun to let her hair down by going a little wild on a club floor.

Later that night, she, Jadan, and Willow shared a small table at a new club on Delaware Avenue. The club's clientele seemed to range from twenty up to the late thirties.

The dance music was fast, the lights low, and the atmosphere festive. A tall, handsome man with smooth, dark skin, and the assurance of a Billy Dee Williams stopped by table. He smiled at Darbi. “Hi. Would you like to dance?”

He had a deep voice that sent a pleasant tingle down Darbi's spine. Had she not been involved with Clay, she would have eagerly accepted the invitation. She smiled, but shook her head. “Thanks, but I'm sitting this one out.”

He smiled and moved away from the table.

Willow stared at her, shaking her head. “Girl, do not bother trying to tell us you are not in love with Clay after turning down that big, handsome, well-hung hunk.”

Darbi laughed. “Get a grip, Will, and how do you know he was well-hung?” 

Willow grinned. “Girl, any man that fine has just got to have a big dick to back up all that sexy masculinity.”

Jadan nodded. “Ain't it the truth.”

Jadan and Willow laughed and high-fived each other.

Willow and her lover Marquee had an open relationship and occasionally slept with others. Darbi shrugged. “Then why don't you go ask him to dance?”

“I think I will.” Willow rose. “Who knows? Maybe the dance will lead to a fuck. Marquee’s out of town and I am feeling lonely and neglected. Wish me luck.”

Darbi and Jadan watched her weave her path through the people crowded around the dance floor before a handsome blonde paused by their table, his gaze on Jadan. “Would you like to dance?”

“Love to.” Jadan rose and followed him onto the dance floor.

Darbi sat sipping a drink when a tall man with dark hair standing on the edge of the dance floor attracted her attention. The shape of his head and the width of his shoulders reminded her of Clay. He stood talking to a slender blonde. When the blond turned, Darbi smiled. She looked all of sixteen or seventeen with her long, beautiful hair framing a pretty, honey-golden complexion. Her dress was tight and short, exposing her modest breasts and long legs.

Apparently the man liked his women biracial and young enough to be jailbait. About to look away, Darbi caught her breath as the man turned and she found herself looking at Clay. She blinked and shook her head. It wasn't Clay. It was Damien. But the strobe light shone on his temple, highlighting the silver there.

She sat, stunned, gasping as the man ... the man? The man was Clay. He put his arm around the girl's slender shoulders and led her onto the dance floor. Darbi looked away and swallowed the contents of her drink, tears stinging her eyes.

When she looked up again, she couldn't locate Clay or the girl on the crowded dance floor. She wiped an angry hand across her face. Damn him. How could he cheat on her when she gave herself to him so freely? Except for that first time they’d had anal sex, she had never denied him anything he wanted. He’d taken her in the shower, in the park, on her patio, and in his pool.