”Baby, quit interrogating me and come sit down.”  She pats the leather cushion next to her.  ”Come put your head in my lap and I’ll pour little sips of wine into your mouth and I promise I won’t spill a drop.”

”Interesting choice of words.”  With my fingers on her forehead I tilt her head back on the cushions, making her look up at me.  ”Last question and then we’re done for the night.”

Her brow creases around my touch.  ”Done?  What do you mean done?”

”Have you been seducing me all this time?  For the sole reason I might be valuable to you down the line?”

Her patience with me gone, her temper takes over.  She twists around and glares at me.  ”Do I feel that way to you?  Traitorous?  Whorish?  Really?  You know what, Bette?  I should tell you to fuck off and leave right now.”

I leap around the couch to stop her.  ”Maria, wait! I’m being paranoid and I’m very sorry.”

She glares at me, not yet mollified.

I continue,  ”I’ll admit something you asked when we were riding.  My life was very different up until recently and I do hide out in barns on Saturdays.”

She settles back on the cushion, eyeing me.  ”Which is why you smell the way you do.”

”Which you’ve said is good?” I ask hopefully.

She begins to smile.  ”Which I’ve described as having a hint of animal.”

”Am I forgiven, then?”

”You have a long night ahead of you.”

”I’ll survive, but don’t move.”

A few minutes later –

Behind her again, I massage her shoulders, moving the cords of her muscles to relax.  She sighs and throws one arm over the back of the couch to touch me.  My left thigh she rubs and then over to my right, where her hand stops on a hard bulge that’s running down my leg.

”Oh!” She turns around in surprise. ”Now, you show me who really are.”

I stroke myself.  ”Yes,  from now on.”

She sits on her knees, watching me.   ”My God!  You’re so fucking sexy this way.”

I lift her up from the couch.

Throwing the covers back from the bed, I press the lighting control on my bedside table and with another button, the gas fireplace comes alive with a soft whoosh.

She unzips her dress and falls back on my bed. ”Don’t ask me how I found the time to buy lingerie for you.  Let’s just say, if you need a 24 hour sex shop there’s one in Adams Morgan.”

I kneel on the bed next to her and roll her stockings down her legs and kiss the inside of her thighs, sliding my fingers under the elastic of her new chocolate brown lace panties.  ”Meaning you want to keep these on?” I cock my eyebrow up at her.

She laughs.  ”What are you taking off?  And don’t say your sweater.”  She tugs and pulls it over my head, and our lips meet hungry for each other and she pulls me on top of her.

Breaking our kiss, she unbuttons my fly.  ”My lover, show me this surprise of yours.”

Rolling off her, I slide my pants down, while she tosses her panties sailing past my ear.

”Beautiful,” she says,  as I lie back in the pillows and she takes me in with her eyes, ”I’ve never seen such a creature as you.”

Kneeling over me,  she touches me as if for the first time. The palms of her hands caressing my shoulders and down my arms and over to my belly, she brushes my cock with her lips and rubs me down my thighs.

Rolling me over, she rubs my upper back and down my spine and I feel her between my buttocks as she slides my leather strap to the side and fucks me with strokes of her fingers.

My heart is pounding when I reach for her.  ”I hope you know what you’ve done,”  I say,  covering my cock with gel, applying a slippery second skin.

She brushes her small patch of red hair against me,  her eyes changing from temptation into want.

”Take me slowly, Baby,” she says, opening herself to me, guiding me inside.

”Very slowly,” I say, not wanting to at all.

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Stayed tuned for Chapter 6!