Johnathan’s lips came down hard on hers. His hands held her head in a firm caress. He tasted her lips, savored them, savored the taste of her. Alexandra’s mind whirled. When was the last time she had been kissed like this? Years, a decade or more? A burning sensation took hold of her mind and traveled down her shoulders, igniting the fire in her belly that had long since been dormant. Alex moaned softly placing her hands on his chest. The shirt did little to hide the firmly muscled steel wall in front of her.
Johnathan slid one hand behind her head as the other moved down her neck to her breast. He leaned over to her ear and whispered, “How long has it really been, Alex?”
The hand on her breast reached down and tugged her tank top free. Alex held her breath when his hand moved up her blouse and under the red satin bra she was wearing.
Johnathan brushed a thumb over her nipple. The soft pinkness instantly hardened under his attention.
“Tell me,” the ugly green jealousy monster reared it’s head, “How many men have you been with since your divorce?”
“None.” she answered through the haze in her mind.
Johnathan gave her a lopsided smile. He wasn’t sure why, but her statement thrilled him. His dick strained against his pants in anticipation.
In one swift movement, Johnathan pulled off Alexandra’s top and bra. She stood naked from the waist up. Alex blushed slightly. The last time she stood naked in front of someone she had been mortified. She stared in amazement at the heat in his dark eyes.
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