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Those same emotions tugged at him now, finding her here.
 
In the dream
Gigi
had been seated on this swing.
 
Except then, in his dream, her belly had been swollen by pregnancy.
 
Round with their growing child.
 
That night he’d been alarmed by the momentousness of such a vision.
 
But now, seeing her here, the memory brought only peace.

How can I be so lucky?
 
She’s sweet and so damned beautiful it almost hurts
.
 
Her stacked hands pillowed her soft cheek atop the swing’s hard surface.
 
Her plump lips were slightly parted.
 
Sean braced himself to prevent her from falling out of the swing should he startle her, then he lightly kissed her.

Her eyes flew open and recognition followed almost instantly.
 
“Sean!”
 
She threw her arms around his neck, tumbling on top of him.

So much for bracing himself.
 
He rolled onto his back along the wooden floorboards.

“I’m so sorry.”
 
She showered his face with kisses.
 
“I’m sorry I acted so stupidly earlier.
 
Please forgive me.
 
I told Al you and I were seriously involved and I even quit, but he refused my resignation.”
 
She paused in her rambling to rain more kisses on his face.

Sean moved his hands from her waist to the sides of her head and held her still.
 
Their gazes met, and his pulse tripped at the caring shining in her emerald eyes.

“I know.
 
I was in my office and Al came by.”
 
He pulled her lips toward his and kissed her thoroughly.
 
Minutes later, they came up for air.

“I’ve never had a job that I really enjoyed.
 
One that really challenged me.
 
It had taken me so long to figure out that’s why I always found an excuse to quit.
 
It was the work, not the guys.”

She seemed excited to have figured out whatever it was she’d figured out.
 
He wasn’t crazy about the
guys
part of it, but it didn’t sound as though he should feel threatened either.
 
He pulled her down and kissed the tip of her nose.

“So, you’re not angry with me anymore?”
 
She pulled back to study his face.

How could she wonder after those kisses?
 
“
Gigi
, I couldn’t stay mad at you even if I wanted to.
 
I love you.”
 
He hadn’t meant to say the words aloud.
 
Not this soon.
 
But they’d slipped out before his traitorous lips could censor them.

Her stunned expression melted into a dazzling smile.
 
“Oh, Sean, I’m in love with you, too.”
 
She hugged him tightly then sat up, giggling.
 
“You’re soaking wet.”
 
She plucked at her shirt which now clung enticingly to her chest.

He could offer to put it in his dryer.
 
Of course, that meant she’d have to remove it.
 
“Do you mind if we move this into the house?”
 
A pebble or something equally uncomfortable was poking him in the spine.

“
Ohmigosh
, of course.”
 
She scrambled off his chest, almost kneeing his erection in the process.

“Easy.”
 
He moved his hands from the protective position they’d instinctively assumed and stood.
 
“Come on.”
 
He took her by the elbow, craving even that small physical connection.

She held the screen door open as he unlocked the front door, then he stepped back to allow her to precede him inside.
 
He reached behind her to flip on the switch to the overhead fixture.
 
Feeble light illuminated the foyer.
 
“Should I give you the grand tour?”

“No hurry.
 
Why don’t you get out of those wet clothes?”
 
She tugged at the bottom of his shirt, and he completed the motion by pulling it over his head.
 
“The room I’m interested in seeing first is your bedroom anyway.”

The woman is insatiable.
 
Thank you, Jesus.

“Far be it from me to deny your pleasure.”
 
He swept her up into his arms and carried her down the hallway to the first floor master bedroom.
 
Setting her gently on his bed, he experienced a second jolt of déjà
vu
.
 
They’d been here together, in his dream.
 
He kicked off his shoes and stripped in seconds while she did the same.

Then he covered her body with his, and she squeezed his ass cheeks.
 
“
Mmm
.
 
This is every girl’s fantasy come true.
 
A gorgeous, naked man to have my way with.”

He cut off her giggle with a kiss, sliding his tongue into her mouth.
 
She gave as much as she took, and he reined in his fervor.
 
He wanted their lovemaking to last and, at their current pace, he wouldn’t stand a chance.
 
Rolling onto his back, he pulled her atop him.
 
Then, lifting her, he brought one rosy-tipped breast to his mouth and licked.

“
Mmm
,” she purred.
 
Straddling his belly and leaning forward, she arched her back in a wordless invitation for more.

“You like that, huh?”
 
He licked and nibbled on the other distended nipple.
 
Craving the taste and feel of her milky softness, he suckled more and then more of her into his mouth.

Her head whipped back in pleasure.
 
“
Ohhhhh
.”
 
Her fingers combed through his hair, grasping the back of his head, holding him there as if she wanted him to go on forever.

And he indulged her, eager to feast.
 
Later, when she rocked her pelvis against him, he shifted her enough to focus his hunger on her other breast.

“Oh, Sean.”
 
The ecstasy in her voice matched the pleasure he received.
 
His fingers kneaded her hips as he licked and suckled and nibbled.

“I can feel that between my legs.
 
I’m so on edge.
 
I need . . . I want you so much . . .  I’m going to go mad if you don’t come inside me.”

It was a madness he understood well.
 
But there were other ways he wanted to pleasure her before he filled her.
 
When that time came, he didn’t think he’d be able to muster any finesse.
 
Sliding his hands back up to the curve of her waist, he dragged her higher.

“What are you doing?”
 
Her voice was a combination of breathlessness and confusion.

“
Shhh
.”
 
He pulled her up until her knees slid outside his shoulders and her bottom cradled the uppermost part of his chest.
 
She was spread wide before him, her open sex scant inches from his mouth.
 
The musky scent of her passion further aroused him.
 
His iron erection twitched as if grasping blindly for gratification.
 
But his satisfaction would have to wait.
 
He lifted his head to taste her.

Her breath rushed out, half whoosh, half moan and she grabbed the headboard, leaning into him.
 
Giving herself without reservation.
 
A cry escaped her as he dipped his tongue inside, then retreated to lap at her folds.
 
Mmm
.
 
Her essence was an exotic mixture of desire, heat and woman.
 
His woman.

“Oh, Sean.
 
You make me feel things I’ve never felt before.”
 
She rode him, wild and uninhibited.
 
He opened her wider still and then his hands slid up to massage her breasts.
 
While circling her clitoris with his tongue, he lightly pinched her nipples.
 
Gigi
bucked, and then she shattered when he latched on and suckled.
 
She grasped the headboard as if it were the only thing preventing her from shooting skyward.

When she finally relaxed, her body heated and pliant, he pulled her back down to lie next to him.
 
She entwined one leg with his and nestled her cheek on his chest.
 
He kissed the top of her head, hoping to God she didn’t fall asleep.
 
But when her hand slid down to grasp him, he almost sang out.
 
Her fist slid to the base of his penis then up to the tip, pausing there to swirl the drop of moisture over the head with her fingertip.
 
Shit, he was almost gone with one tug.

Gigi
bent over him and licked the head of his penis.

“Je-
sus
.”
 
The word flowed out of him on a slow tide of carnal pleasure.

As she took him into her mouth, the warm texture of her tongue sliding along the bottom of his shaft had him sinking deeper into mindless lust.
 
She took more of him and then retreated, again and again, leaving him gasping for air.

He’d reached his limit and, wanting them on the journey together, he pulled her away.
 
She tried to lean over him again, but he rolled, reaching for a condom in the top drawer of his nightstand.

“Let me.”
 
She took the cellophane square and opened it, rolling the condom down his erection so slowly it was painful.

“Witch,” he teased.

She gave a soft cackle.
 
“But riding
you
is so much more fun than my broomstick.”
 
She straddled him and guided his penis to her opening.
 
Then, as she sank onto his length, they hummed in mutual satisfaction.
 
Grasping her hips, he set their pace as she rode, faster, harder, as her bottom bounced on his thighs.

But it wasn’t enough.
 
Without leaving her, he flipped her onto her back and began driving deep.
 
Her enthusiastic moans spurred him on.
 
She wrapped her legs around his waist as he went harder, deeper, bumping her womb.
 
When she groaned, he backed off.

“No, don’t.”
 
She grabbed his ass and pressed.
 
“Don’t hold back.
 
I want all of you.”
 
Her words echoed his sentiments.
 
He wanted all of her, with nothing held back, with only their love between them.
 
He increased the intensity of his thrusts, giving her all that he had.
 
Seconds away from orgasm, he felt the coil of anticipation winding tighter and tighter.

“Oh, God . . . I’m going . . . to come again.”
 
Her bright green eyes flashed amazement and elation.
 
“Come . . . with me.”

And he did, coming in a rush of physical sensation and emotional clarity.
 
“
Gigi
.”
 
He almost roared, the frustration of the past weeks thundering from him, draining him of everything except his love for this woman.
 
His body froze above hers, still pouring into her with a release that went on and on.
 
Finally, he collapsed on top of her, holding back part of his weight.

It seemed eons before his heart rate returned to normal.
 
When it did, he rolled onto his side and disposed of the condom in a wastebasket under his nightstand.
 
Then he pulled
Gigi
to him in spoon fashion.
 
She covered his hands with hers and, trusting their newly declared love, he slept.

Chapter Eighteen