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for her knows no bounds. When Marian’s mom dropped that bomb, my blood had gone cold and then hot. Now, embers of the same return but in a milder form. My stomach churns at the thought of Marian with someone else.

“Sure,” I tell her.

“Leonard and I were married for five years,” she says.

“What happened?” I say.

A closed look comes over her features. She shrugs. “Same thing that makes a lot of people divorce. We were wrong for each other.” That’s not much of an answer, but I won’t push it. I realize that divorce is a highly personal matter.

Helen, one of the servers, brings the water we ordered with Jim following closely behind with our food.

“The Mrs. has sent instructions,” Jim says. “You are to eat it immediately before it goes cold.”

Marian and I laugh and send back compliments on the food.

“Lilly Love,” I say when we’re alone again. “What made you choose that name?”

She goes still and then looks up and smiles. “I love the name Lilly, and the word love suits a wedding planning outfit, don’t you think?”

“It does,” I say enthusiastically.

I note that her spirits go down a notch after that. I can’t figure out what I said or did. “Is something wrong?” I finally ask her.

She looks up in surprise. “No, nothing at all. I’m just enjoying this delicious food.”

“I’ve brought clothes for a week with me.” I stare at her to gauge her reaction.

Her face lights up. Genuine happiness that I’m moving into her house for the week. Relief floods me. I’m excited to live in the same house as Marian, but I need her to want it too.

“I’m glad,” she says. “We can go home after we’re done with next door.”

“You don’t have to,” I tell her feeling guilty at the hell I gave her the day she left me alone in her house. “You don’t need to babysit me. I know you have work to do.”

She laughs softly. “Babysitting is not what I had in mind.”

Heat whips through me. My cock rouses itself like a sleeping giant and the need courses through me. “Do you know what that does to me?”

“What?” she asks, batting her eyelashes.

“We’re going home now,” I growl. “As soon as I’m decent enough to stand up and go and pay the bill.”

She smiles sweetly. “I’ll go and pay it.”

She stands up and sashays toward the counter, her curvy ass straining against her skirt. I remember how it feels like to cup it in my hands and almost groan out loud.

I imagine taking her from behind when she’s on all fours, and my erection grows even larger. Marian returns to the table carrying two more bottles of water.

“I thought you might need this,” she says as she hands me the bottle.

“You’ll pay for this,” I tell her and take a swig of the water.

She adopts an innocent, puzzled look. “What have I done?”

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re a tease?” I ask her.

She sticks her tongue out. “No. Now let’s get out of here. We must take your luggage home,” she says, her voice husky and suggestive.

My shirt is untucked, and I hope that my cock will behave itself and stay hidden. It helps that Marian walks ahead of me, and when we’re safely in the car, I gesture at the swell of my pants. “See what your teasing has done?”

“Mmm,” she says and places a hand over my pants. I groan as she cups my cock.

I take her hand and gently move it away. “If you do that, I won’t make it home.”

She giggles but keeps her hand away.

I drive straight to Pine Place, and we’re home in record time. We both get out of the car at the same time and sprint to the front door as if we’re going to douse a fire.

I rest my hand on the curve of Marian’s ass as she unlocks the door. I follow her in, shut the door behind me, and pull her into my arms. I slip a hand under her jaw and kiss her hungrily. Everything fades away except the raw need to consume her. I trail open-mouthed kisses on her neck, down to her cleavage, and then cup her breasts over her blouse.

“Declan.” My name falls from her lips like a moan.

“Marian,” I say.

She tilts her head back as I pop open the buttons of her blouse. She shrugs it off, and it slides to the floor. Greedily, I dip my head between her breasts and then draw back to nibble on one nipple over the material of her lacy bra.

Her moans become loud and uninhibited.

“Please, Declan,” she says in her throaty voice.

I know what she needs. I reach behind her and unclasp her bra. My breath catches as her breasts spring free.

“Do you know how much I love your body?” I ask her as I hold her breasts as though weighing them. I lower my head to suck the left nipple while thumbing the right one.

Marian moans and runs her hands through my hair. I love the way her nipple feels like a hard but sensitive pebble in my mouth.

“Declan, I want you now,” Marian says, her voice fierce.

That sobers me up for a moment. “Here?” I ask her. We haven’t made it past the foyer.

“Please,” she says, panting as she speaks. She reaches behind her, unzips her skirt, and when it falls, she steps out of it. I kiss her hard as I grip the hem of her panties and pull them down.

“Your pants,” Marian says. She unzips me, and I do the rest, pushing down my pants and boxer briefs. Her hand wraps around my cock, and I let out a deep-throated grunt at the contact. I dip my hand between her legs, and it’s immediately soaked.

Marian lifts a leg and wraps it around my waist. “Fuck me, Declan,” she whispers into my ear.

I gently remove her hand from my cock and turn her around. I lift her palms above her head and graze

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