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hips with him, meeting his thrusts as he eased in and out of me. My hands were above my head, digging into the sheets with my fingernails. I moaned, arching my back. Josh began to relax and laid some of his body weight on me. He began to move faster, groaning, kissing and biting my neck. His mouth was quickly on mine, inviting my tongue in. I cradled his head to me.

“I love you, Isabel Grace,” he murmured against my mouth. He grabbed one of my thighs, running his hand down my leg and placed it on his lower back. “Keep your leg wrapped around my waist,” he ordered. I obeyed as he shifted again and thrust into me harder and deeper.

I moaned loudly, calling out his name. I placed my hands on his head, entangling my fingers in his long, wavy locks.

His breath was harsh. “Are you close, baby? Let me hear you moan, baby. Let me see you come apart.”

He picked up the pace and I could feel myself quickening. I could feel the oh-so-sweet build-up inside me. His hot breath on my neck was driving me wild, making me want to explode. His hand trailed to my backside, squeezing me, groping me.

“Josh,” I called out. And I came apart in his arms, arching my back and moaning his name.

“Yesss, baby, yesss,” he breathed as he reached his climax, thrusting harder and deeper inside me, finishing inside of me.

He collapsed on top of me, sucking air into his lungs. We stayed locked together for an immeasurable minute. His cock pulsed. I loved the sensation. Was that what all men did? Was it just a reflex after climaxing? He carefully pulled out and took the condom off, placing it on his nightstand. It looked just a little pink with blood. I winced from the odd sensation. Josh rolled on his side beside me, pulling me closer to him, kissing my temple and then turning my head to kiss me on the lips. I could see a shiny layer of sweat on his biceps and forearms.

“Your chest is glistening from sweat, Isabel,” he said, grinning, sounding proud of himself.

I turned on my side to face him. “So are your arms.”

He held up his arms to see them in the pre-dawn light. “So they are.” He was smiling broader. He wore a look of… relief… contentment? I couldn’t decide. He pulled me into his chest and rolled onto his back, holding me. My head was lying on his chest so I draped my leg over one of his and scooted in a little closer to him so our bodies were entangled together. He let out a soft sigh, kissing the top of my head.

“What did you think?” he asked tentatively.

“It was better than I ever imagined,” I gushed. “You were very gentle and very patient.”

He exhaled softly. Was he holding his breath? I could feel his smile as he kissed my temple.

“Josh?”

“Mm?” He sounded so sexy post-coital.

“I’m sorry for yelling at you and hitting you the way I did.” I paused. “It’s not your fault… none of this is your fault. I don’t know what got ahold of me that I acted that away. Will you forgive me?” I asked, looking up at him.

He gazed down at me, kissing me on my nose. “Baby, there’s nothing to forgive. You acting that way is not your fault either.” He pinched the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes, and continued, “And yes, this is my fault. I will never say no to you again.”

Well, that was a ridiculous statement if I ever heard one. Never say “no” to me again, huh?

“Okay,” I grinned wickedly. “If that’s how you’re really thinking, then I’d like to go home to my brownstone, by myself and I’ll call you when I’m rested and feel like seeing you.” I pushed away from him slightly to better see him, continuing, “And don’t start calling me wondering where I am or what I’m doing. And don’t just show up out of the blue. I have grocery shopping to do and other errands. When I’m ready and finished with everything I need to do I’ll call you and let you know if I want you to come over or see you.”

He half smiled, gazing down at me, pulling me back to his chest. “Point taken, Dr. Langley.”

“Good,” I yawned, relaxing on his chest, enjoying the warmth of his body.

“Go to sleep, baby,” he whispered, kissing the top of my head.

I woke up to a dark bedroom and no Josh beside me. I rolled onto my back, stretching, feeling sore yet deliciously satisfied. Sex with Josh was exactly what I needed. I stared at the ceiling, remembering his touch, his words, and how gentle he was with me. I smiled, feeling wonderfully content and rested.

I noticed the apartment was a little too quiet. There was no noise coming from the bathroom or living room. I sat up to look around, wrapping the sheet and comforter around me.

“Josh?” my voice cracking from sleep. “Josh?” I said a bit louder.

He padded into the room with headphones hanging from his neck. He was shirtless and in his pajama bottoms. “Hey, sleepyhead.” He crawled into bed with me, kissing me on the lips and neck, forcing me to lie back down. “How do you feel?” He hovered over me, stroking my cheek with the back of his fingers.

“I feel wonderful! You?”

“Baby, words cannot express just how happy I am,” he replied, grabbing me and rolling onto his back, taking me with him. He made me giggle. “Are you hungry?”

“I am, as a matter of fact. What do you have?”

“Nothing,” he snickered, “but I can order whatever you want.”

“Oooh! I want brisket and beer. But if that’s too difficult, then deep dish is fine.”

“Your

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