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Date: 8/17/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Delphi, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

“For what?” “For everything I want you to do to me.” A smile flickered over her lips before she stowed it behind her teeth. Fuck. Clearing his throat, his hands drifted to adjust his crotch. Why does she do this to me? There was nothing not to love about women, all women. God knew he’d had his share. More than his share, probably. Sometimes with meaning, sometimes not. He’d long given up on the prospect of life-affirming love and settled for respect instead. But her... She looked up, dimples winking at him. What is it about her? Being a professor, he’d had easy access to younger women throughout his years. Had the musicians and artists. Anyone who’d seemed to contrast the norm. But it had never been like this. Though they weren’t usually as forward as Roxanne. Which, it seemed, should be contradictory to being a battered woman. “I’ll get you that wine. Might have to drink it all yourself, though, if management is watching.” She stood, smoothing her clothes with her free hand. Met his eyes again. “Actually, I might like that. Then I can take advantage of you.” “Thought you wanted me to take advantage of you .” Her eyebrows rose. She blinked. The words hung between them, his dick growing harder. Fuck, did I really just say that? Nostrils flaring, Roxanne inhaled. Her nail beds went white, pressing his thin book against her stomach. “Thought you’d never ask.” “Do you want me to ask? Or do you just want me to take you?” He felt like he couldn’t breathe. His pulse blazed through ... his body with every beat. All these people around them, and all he could see was her. Their low murmurs only drowned out his reservations. His cock pushed against the restraint of his jeans, begging to be let out to drive into her warm pussy. “Jesse...” A flush swept her cheeks and flooded the shells of her ears. She swallowed. “God, Roxanne.” Reaching out, he curled his fingers around her smooth forearm to tug her closer. “I shouldn’t want the things I want from you.” “Why?” The word was like a broken breeze from her petaled lips. Watching them tremble with her breath, calm spread through his veins. He forced himself to breathe deeper. Slower. To ignore the rapid strumming of his heart and the heat of his cock. No. It was too close to her divorce, to whatever had shattered inside her. I don’t know what this is. But it’s not just a fuck. Not with her. Loosening his grip, he slid his hand up her arm. He stood, making her take a step backward. “I apologize. I shouldn’t have been that crass with you.” “Crass?” Her eyes fluttered. He grabbed his bag. “Forget the wine. Maybe another time.” “You can’t just leave.” Jesse tightened his grip on the handle. Allowed himself a glance at the hint of cleavage from his new vantage point. His gaze swept up her collarbones. Her slender neck. The parted lips he longed to experience. “The book is beautiful, Roxanne. Like you.” When he turned away from her, it was as if he were turning his back on the only heaven he’d ever be allowed to have. ...