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Sex Is Fun - Five Questions

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Aaaaand... back to our regular programming. Have you ever wanted to listen to a bunch of friends carrying an informed, light-hearted conversation about everything sexual? Then I recommend listening to the Sex is Fun podcast. While you're at it, you might want to give a listen to their archives right here.

A couple of months ago, the Sex is Fun team came up with a series of questions…

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1. Who are you as a sexual person? This description might include labels regarding orientation, gender, or preferred behaviours, or it may not. As a sexual person, generally I would describe myself as passionate and loving, which may be surprising. I never defined myself as bisexual until recently when it seemed like the politically correct thing to do, but have ALWAYS been attracted to both genders equally. Overall, I would say I understand myseld as someone with a playful attitude about sex and very few hangups concerning myself and/or others...AND it took me a LONG time to get to "this place". 2. What was one of the first things you thought was sexy or an early moment you were aware of feeling sexy? I always thought reading was sexy, meaning I found sexual pleasure through reading probably as soon as I could read (8 or 9?) I was consuming all of my mother's romance novels; tucked away into a corner of her library! As for what I first though was sexy? Clothing...the drape of a neckline, the turn of an ankle in a high heel, the way a man's shirt collar forms to his neck...odd, but at the age of 9 or so my exposure to sexy things was limited! 3. What is a sexual fantasy or experience you have yet to fulfill? Great question. In the moment (this will change i am sure), I would love to experience full submission to a lover. I am told at times I am too much in control, which I accept, I would like to surrender...it doesn't need to be in a BDSM scenario although that would be a plus! 4. How open are you about your sex life and/or your sexual identities? Extremely open, some would say too much so, but I made the conscious decision to be open, to share so that others may feel like marginalized by their own desires...which is why I have my blog, throw sexually-themed events, etc. 5. What question would help us best understand what is important to you about your sexuality? What makes you feel wanted, sexually? Shall I answer it as well...? **THE 5 QUESTIONS ARE ADDED IN THE COMMENT SECTION IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO ANSWER THEM**

Is my affinity for my vibrator akin to OBJECTUM-SEXUALITY?

This past weekend I was watching a mini-marathon of “Taboo” (Nat’Geo’s crazy sexy series addressing human peculiarities), at the suggestion  of my girlfriend (well she had the remote), and came across a sexual affiliation that I had no idea existed:

Objectum sexuality commonly referred to as OS, is a pronounced emotional desire towards particular inanimate objects. Those individuals with this expressed preference may feel strong feelings of arousal, attraction, love, and commitment to certain items or structures of their fixation. For some, sexual or even close emotional relationships with humans are incomprehensible. The term objectum-sexuality (Ger. objektsexualität) was coined in the 1970s by Eija-Riitta Eklöf Berliner-Mauer, a woman from Liden, Sweden who was “married” to the Berlin Wall. Objectum- sexual individuals also often believe in animism, or the belief that objects have souls, intelligence, feelings, and are able to communicate.

At first glance it seems a bit too far fetched, a hybrid of our overstimulated and over-eroticized society, but closer consideration made me rethink my rash judgment.
Taken from the perspective of someone who has perhaps had difficulty with “real-human” relationships, someone who has been abused or suffers from an inability to integrate/react/respond to another’s emotion, this “object-love” begins to make sense.
An object can be imbued with any emotion/feeling/projection we desire…and can never…make us feel uncomfortable, angry, fearful, or hurt. This is a sexual-interaction within complete control of its creator.
Granted the object also cannot, on its own, make us feel joy or sexual pleasure either….BUT imbued with the right “anima” an object-love might just create a window for a depth of human emotion that one might never experience on their own.
Perhaps if objectum sexuality is better understood as a surrogate for interpersonal sexuality…a gateway to mutual expression…then, it doesn’t seem quite so silly…odd…weird…it just seems like another space in what I have come to know as the multi-dimensional process of coming to understand your/my/our very personal and unique state-of sexuality.
And to be quite forward, objectum sexuality appears more adaptive than many other so-called fetishes, which only reinforces the notion that there is no ONE sexual identity that we must claim throughout our lifetime, rather our sexuality is a process…to be explored…and…accepted, for what it is: TO YOU!
Viva la SEXUAL IDENTITY…Viva la Gays, Straights…and EVERYTHING in between…AND BEYOND!!!
 …xxx c.


Fifty Shades of Grey or The Six Gajillion Dollar Man

02/18/2015 01:08 pm ET Updated Apr 20, 2015

Fifty Shades of Grey is first and last a fairy tale wherein a virginal, weak tea-drinking (per the book's) non-moneyed heroine fixes/redeems/saves ("I can make him better, faster, stronger!") her nasty Gatsby. Or do we call him a dark Arthur?

Let's pause for a moment in homage to the names, Christian Grey and Anastasia Steele, which evoke every 98-cent romance novelette ever put to print, upon whose covers were splayed those a golden-maned Fabio types and in whose pages lines like "...and now that you are suitably garbed, I can kiss you..." were found.

Christian Grey, our dark Arthur, is a super über vastly successful, moneyed tycoon who is juxtaposed against a simple, hardware store clerk type girl who somehow (only in fairy tales) still manages to instantly captivate the busy magnate. Had E.L. James, from her cozy perch in England, seen fit to portray her Grey as a pencil-necked Silicon Valley internet god, we would have had an iota of reality, but that is beside the point, not part of her personal fantasy, and would impinge on the fairy tale.

I approached 50 Shades of Grey the movie with easy curiosity. In attempting to read the novel some time ago, I was so distracted by the hoaky details and poor writing that the dark n sensual was rendered, to my mind, as unintentionally comical. Now that the oh so hyped film, directed by Samantha Taylor-Johnson, has made it to theaters everywhere and smashed records to boot, I figured 125 minutes more of my life could be spent to see just how a bit of phenomenally successful erotic schlock lit had come to be reinterpreted, and with no more than an R rating.

Important is some context of previous pop cultural erotic hits, for without any, the 50 Shades phenomenon is merely the result of mass-girlish curiosity for its dabbling in the darker sides of sensuality. Funny, isn't it, that in a nation where a rain shower can significantly affect voter turnout, 50 Shades, released with historic snowstorms and super cold winter chills at full throttle, breaks attendance records.... But go back a bit in time, to what Xavier Hollander did decades ago, with humor and a fair amount of how-to, back when first-world women were still wearing girdles as undergarments. Then there was Ann Rice, writing as A.N. Roqulaure, who took erotica via her Sleeping Beauty trilogy to new prosaic highs and submissive lows, with unapologetic, exotic scenarios that were breathtakingly raw, against which the hanky spanky of the 50 Shades rings a tad elementary, in particular as its sexual/physical worlds are constantly thrown up against Lifetime Channel-level boy/girl melodrama.

But that, of course, is the reason behind its mainstream, mass appeal. 50 Shades of Grey should have more accurately been called 50 Shades of Grey Part 1/the Intro, for it is little more than a franchise teaser, and but for a very few, very brief albeit artfully filmed (strategically angled, carefully lit) and nicely scored sex scenes not even titillating. And why? That's because 50 Shades of Grey is in actuality a love story of stuff, American style. When the visuals are stripped away: the luxury cars, the penthouse apartments, the cars, the hotel suites, the cars, the million dollar red room, the cars, the cloud hopping and the cars, one is left with a pulp romance formula consisting of one down-trodden, moneyed maleable man and one moralizing sex-pot angel. Watching as parent/working person/partner in a long-term committed relationship, one small question kept popping into my head: how does this mega-billionaire earth mover/shaker have so damn much free time?

Key to our times is to acknowledge a two-word phrase that single-handedly plowed the way for the E.L. James trilogy's and now film's insane success: "mommy porn." This is soundbyte society marketing at its brilliant, most concise best. That the film got by with an R rating is no doubt testament on a number of fronts: its artful portrayal of nudity with its safe sex nods combined with the ratings industry's long overdue relegation of sex and sensuality to an on par entertainment element with all the non-stop, graphic, gorified and glorified, romanticized violence on film that barely elicits a PG13 anymore. Hmmm goes to the one scene in which a more outright moment of abuse is introduced; is it Anatasia's response that "saves" the R there? Will be interesting to see how an obliging industry handles book 2.... Book 1/film 1 dutifully trades every erotic moment for one cloaked in moralization and teary entreaties, which no doubt helped avoid its "Last Tango in Paris" ancestor's original X (9 1/2 weeks, superior in sap to even Grey, was an ez R). I for one also appreciated the fact that it was Christian's character - the guy - who first doffed the shirt....

To its detriment as an erotic foray, just as soon as one might be teased into a moment of visual seduction, the viewer is instantly snapped back to righteous, sappy relationship sparring, for the virginal princess pretty much immediately sets out to fix her heartless ("I have no heart!") Tin Man. Buff and preppy-faced Jamie Dornan and bowl-banged Dakota Johnson (loved seeing shades of her dad in her crafty smile) are well cast, for neither possesses an exotically unforgettable face or smoldering persona, but rather radiate healthy, rather Americanized beauty ideals that owe a large measure of its appeal to the youth quotient. Dornan and Johnson also, to their credit, neither overplay nor make overt caricatures out of these two very predictable, intensely cliché characters, which in and of itself is commendable.

The film, is, in fact, far better than the book(s), for in the extreme filtering and re-crafting that is the gleaning of a screenplay (kudos to Kelly Marcel) from a novel, all poorly attempted forays into literary depth and pithy details were stripped away, leaving a very American homage to "riches" and high-end things n stuff, delivered with a dollop of erotica, all neatly wrapped in dysfunction so as to be delivered to all those purported mommies out there as the truest of all fairy tales, the story of a woman who "fixes" (well almost) a man by virtue of her virtue alone, with even an eventual bonus round of the cute-encroaching kind, taken straight from the Twilight playbook, (spoiler alert!) a seal-the-deal set of babies.


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Old Spice

I stood and clenched the doorknob to my front door while staring off in the direction of the bedroom. From the sounds, someone was having a wonderful time.

I had thought to run home for something to eat between my day classes and night classes. I never did that. I was there, in my classroom, from sun up to sundown in case one of my evening students needed tutoring but couldn't come during my office hours.

But, that day, I was too hungry to wait.

Now, I had to face the question of "what do I do now?"

I can not say that I was surprised by the idea that Katarina might have moved on. For the entirety of our relationship, I had known that she could command the attention of anyone that she wanted. One day she would wake up and realize that she could do so much better.

But, I was surprised that she would do her moving on here, in my bed. She still had her own place where she could take another lover if she found one. Or she could go to theirs. Why would she bring them here? Could she really be that cruel?

It wasn't too late. I could turn around and leave now. I didn't have to look. I did not have to actually see it. Some things once seen can not be unseen. Did I really want to see it happening? To imprint the image of her with someone else over the memories of us in that bed?

"God, I love the way you smell!" Katarina's voice called. "And your tongue on my little kitty is making it purr."

Those memories of us had already been spoiled. I had to know. I had to see. I tossed my motorcycle helmet on the couch and stepped as quietly as I was able to the bedroom door. My hand gripped the doorknob. Slowly, silently the handle turned. Gradually, the line between the door and the frame grew wider until I could see the bed.

Katarina was kneeling with her back to me. She was wearing one of my shirts. I closed my eyes for a moment and drew a breath. I opened my mouth to say something and as I opened my eyes, I glanced down to where her hips were grinding in a small circle...

... against my pillow.

The words died on my lips as I stared at her gyrating and thrusting against my pillow. There was no other man, or woman, she was alone.

As I stood frozen in confusion, Kat lifted the shirt to her face once more. The passionate sounds from her throat grew louder as she dropped it once more and thrust harder against the pillow. So hard that I expected an explosion of feathers at any moment.

"Is this a private party?" I asked. "Or is there room for one more?"

Katarina screamed and rolled quickly onto her hip. Her long legs pushed against the bed as she scrambled to put her back against the headboard.

"Honey!" Kat panted. "What are you doing here?"

"Um, I live here." I said. "The question is, what are you doing here?"

"I-I didn't think you would be home for hours yet." Katarina stammered.

"Which makes the question all the more relevant." I stepped towards the bad and sat on the corner as she stared at me like a trapped animal. "If you didn't think I would be here, why are you here?"

"You gave me a key," Kat said, slowly.

"I did." I nodded. "Love, I really don't mind that you are here. I wouldn't have given you a key if I didn't want you to use it. I'm just curious what you were doing when I came home. And why here."

"I was... horny." Kat was studying her knee now. I could see her clean shaven pussy winking at me where the shirt rode up as she pulled it to her chest.

"Go on," I said when it seemed like she wouldn't continue. "You were horny, and...?"

"I need your smell." Kat's voice was barely more than a whisper.

"Beg pardon?" I cocked my head, not understanding.

"Your scent." Kat whispered, barely louder. "I need to be able to smell you."

"To smell me." I frowned. "Um. Kat, I really don't understand what you mean."

"I get horny, all right?" Kat sat up a little straighter and looked at me. "I think about what you did to me the night before while I am work and I get get so wet and I ache so bad. But, it will be four more hours before you finish your night classes."

"Yes?" I drawled, when she stopped. "While I'm flattered, that doesn't really tell me why you are here. Or what my scent has to do with anything."

"It was one day last month..." Katarina trailed off, blushing furiously.

I reached out and caressed her leg. When she looked up at me once more, I smiled encouragingly.

"One day last month, I was really horny." Kat said, returning my smile shyly. "I had been thinking about you all day. Instead of going home, I came here. You might remember. I met you at the door wearing nothing but one of your shirts and a smile."

"Oh, yes." I grinned. "I'm not likely to ever forget that night."

"Good." Kat smiled at me. Then her smile faded, grew more hesitant. "While I was waiting for you, I decided to take the edge off a little."

"What do you mean 'take the edge off', exactly?" My grin grew wider and turned a shade wicked.

"You know." Katarina ducked her head.

I noticed the fingers on the hand in her lap was beginning to caress her thigh.

"No, I don't think I do." I said.

She glanced up at me once more. When she saw my wicked grin, she grinned in return and stuck her tongue out at me.

"Fine." Kat said. "I played with myself. I caressed every inch of this body with my eyes closed and fantasized that it was you touching me. I slipped two fingers inside myself and worked the fingers of my other hand until I orgasmed."

I debated teasing her some more and trying to make her say it dirtier, but I was still curious about what was going on with her.

"Ok, so you took the edge off," I nodded. "Considering what happened when I got home, I can't say that I'm sorry you did. I might not have survived if you hadn't. But, it would have taken the undertaker a full day to close the coffin and a week to get me to quit smiling."

Kat wrinkled her nose and stuck her tongue out at me again. Then I saw the humor fade and the hesitancy came back to her eyes.

"I think there might be something wrong with me now." Katarina said.

"Not from where I sit." I said quickly, obviously eyeing her wonderful body. "But, could you be more specific?"

"I can't... function anymore unless I can smell you."

I blinked in confusion. This was a surprising twist and I wasn't sure what she meant.

"Um, I don't understand." I said. "What do you mean you can't function."

"Sexually," Kat replied. "I can't function sexually unless I can smell you. Your cologne."

"A lot of people wear Old Spice, Kat." I said gently, hating myself for pointing it out.

"It doesn't smell the same on anyone else." Kat shook her head. "At the very least, it has to be on a shirt that you've worn so that your scent mixes with it."

"Ok," I said, mystified. "I think I'm flattered. In fact, I know I am. But, I don't understand what that has to do with why you are here now when you didn't expect me home until later."

"Tobias, you are being impossibly dense about this." Kat scowled at me. "Or you are being mean."

"I don't mean to be, Love." I held out my hands to her. "Truly, I don't. I'm just trying to understand."

"I can't even jill myself off unless I am wearing a shirt you have worn with your cologne on it in your bed."

Katarina spoke slowly and plainly, looking in my eyes the entire time. When the last word left her lips, we just sat there for a moment, looking in each others eyes.

"Oh." I said finally as I understood. "Oh my. Wow. Really? Why didn't you say anything?"

"Oh sure." Katarina pulled her hands out of mine. "You haven't even asked me to move in with you yet. And I'm supposed to tell you that I have to come here every day and masturbate with your scent, your cologne surrounding me until you get home? That you have broken me so completely that I can't climax without, at the very least, your scent? That I think that I will never be able to find release with anyone ever again when you dump me?"

Dump her? When I dump HER?! What the hell?

"See?" Katarina continued. "Now you are upset. I scared you. I'll just put my clothes on and leave."

"I don't think so." I caught Kat as she circled around the foot of the bed and pulled her into my lap. I could smell Old Spice wafting up from the shirt she wore.

I worked the two buttons of the shirt with my free hand as I held her on my thigh. Slipping my hand inside the open front of that dirty shirt that almost reeked of Old Spice cologne, I held her outside hip to keep her from rising as I used the hand at her back to slip it from her shoulders.

"You see," I continued. "You are right. I am upset. What kind of dirty girl pulls clothes out of the dirty clothes and puts them on without washing them? I would have thought someone would teach you better than that. And wasting cologne, too?"

Kat bent to nuzzle at my neck as she pulled her hands from the sleeves.

"Fortunately, I am a teacher after all." I said as I caressed her bare breast with one hand and her back with the other. "I'll just have to teach you better."

"And how will you do that?" Kat asked, playing along once she saw I was teasing.

"Well, I thought I would punish your little pussy by pounding it for awhile." I slid my hand across her stomach and between her silky smooth thighs. Kat whimpered and thrust her moist warmth against my hand. "But, it will take a long time for you to learn your lesson, I'm afraid. One session just isn't going to do it. So, I'll have to punish you again tonight when I get home after class."

Katarina's breath felt hot on my neck as she gasped and caught my hand between her thighs, pressing it until I slipped two fingers inside her.

"But, I doubt even two sessions will be enough." I could feel my erection straining against the clothing I still wore. "So, you will have to stay here tonight, so we can have another class in the morning."

Kat pulled away enough to turn and straddle me. Her arms wrapped around my neck and she ducked her head to trail her lips and her nose along the underside of my jaw. I heard her sigh as she drew a deep breath of my cologne.

"Even one day probably won't do it," I said. "So, you'll probably have to come back here tomorrow so we can repeat your lesson."

I felt Kat's hands slide down between us to fumble with my belt as I cupped her nude ass in both hands to keep her from sliding off.

"How long do you think it will take, Teacher?" Kat panted as I felt her cool hands slip inside to touch the hot skin of my pulsing shaft.

"I have no idea." I groaned at the feel of her holding me. "It depends on how fast you learn. But, I think you'll have to stay here until you do. Maybe twenty or thirty years."

Katarina's hands stopped moving and her eyes were wide as she sat back to look at me.

"Wh-what are you saying?" Kat asked.

I rose, still holding her close and turned to place her on the the bed and knelt between her legs.

"I'm saying that you have a problem," I grinned wickedly. "You have to wear my dirty clothes and my cologne to be able to make yourself climax. I will be glad to teach you that you don't need it if you will have me. And if you accept me, you will have to fire me. Because I won't quit and I won't give up once the job is mine."

Buttons from my shirt flew to bounce across the floor as Katarina's fingers tore at them. Her mouth was anything but gentle as it pressed against mine.

I had to wear the shirt Katarina had had on when I went back to work. The one I had been wearing was never going to be seen in public again.

One of my co-workers asked me, jokingly, "Wow, did you put enough Old Spice on?"

"What?" I asked with a grin. "You don't think it's sexy?"

My stomach chose just then to growl.

"I thought you went home because you were hungry?" The co-worker said. "Didn't you eat?"

"Oh, I ate all right." My smile grew wider. "I ate plenty."

That was thirty years ago. Just as I feared, Katarina has proved to be a slow learner on this although she is still quick to learn anything else.

Why, even now she is standing in the doorway wearing the shirt I wore earlier today and I can smell my Old Spice from here.

If you will excuse me, it seems another lesson is in order.

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Authors note.

First of all, I want to thanks everyone for all of their amazing comment s about my last submission (My sister's new bathing suit). That was my first submission to Literotica, and my first attempt at writing in many years.

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I'm not going to reedit my previous submission; even though Mr. McCord assures me that it wouldn't have required much editing. I think that I will leave it as a monument to my intractability, and stupidity.

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My life was very typical. I'm a forty-year-old mother of a teenage boy. I could have been one of a million housewives, except that, a few years ago, my husband left me for a younger woman.

The divorce devastated me; left me a wreck. If not for a couple of good friends that picked me up and got me back on my feet, I'd be about three hundred pounds, wearing housedresses.

I was put back on the straight and narrow, and I redirected my energies into more positive pursuits, other than watching the shopping channel, eating bags of chips. In other words; they got me a gym membership and a job.

Not that I needed the job. My divorce settlement was quite generous, but having the job really helped me get a more positive image of myself.

Between the gym and diet, I was able to get down to my pre-marriage weight, and I even dropped a few extra pounds after that. Not having a sex life sure gives you a lot of energy.

Having a man would have been great, but there are not a lot of opportunities for a forty-year old mother of a teenage boy. I've been fixed up, introduced and been blind-dated without success.

So, I resigned myself to a life of boredom and celibacy; but, sometimes, the fates have other ideas.

My life, while boring, was not tranquil. Between work, looking after a teenage boy, and trying to get to the gym, my life was pretty hectic.

My son, Andrew, is a good boy. He does well in school and is a fairly good athlete. Wrestling and lacrosse are his passions, and there always seems to be a herd of teenage boys in my house, eating all of my food.

Of all of Andrew's friends, I like Roberto, his best friend, the most. Roberto is just a little older than Andrew (just turned eighteen) and, as I like to kid him, a Latin Lover. Whereas Andrew has just one steady girlfriend, Roberto seems to have a new girl every couple of months.

This school year has been a new phase in the two boys' lives. They've become young men, both emotionally and physically. Maybe it is just all of the wrestling workouts, but they have certainly blossomed.

Especially Roberto.

I've known Roberto for a couple of years now, but now I've noticed that my eyes linger on his body longer than they should. My God, I thought, I've got a crush on a teenage boy.

Andrew and Roberto lift weights in my basement and then come up, shirtless, to get drinks for themselves. It's all that I can do, not to stare at this young man and drool.

At this time, I also noticed a difference in Roberto's attitude toward me. He has become two different sets of Roberto. It started right about the time I was doing my own physical transformation, losing all that weight.

When my son was around, Roberto was his usual respectful self but, when Andrew was away, he became a flirt. It was very innocent at first; a simple remark, a smile, a compliment. But his remarks became more sexual as he grew braver.

Months ago, he would tell me that I was the prettiest mom he knew. I bent over in front of him lately, and the comment was "Wow, Mrs. Teller, you really have a great ass!"

I'd like to say that I discouraged his advances, but I'm ashamed to say that I welcomed them, in a way. He was a very handsome boy, with a great physique, and I deluded myself into thinking that it was just innocent flirting.

I didn't help the situation by being a bit of a tease. I was wearing tight jeans on the day of the comment, and I intentionally bent over in front of him. I wanted to see if I would get a reaction. I got what I asked for. Besides, he was paying more attention to me than any man had in years.

About a month ago, things took a dangerous turn.

"Mrs. Teller," Roberto said to me. Andrew was in the shower. "That's some outfit you have on." I was wearing a regular white shirt, but I had undone enough buttons to show some cleavage, and my skirt was definitely business attire, but tight, and the slit on the side was high on the thigh.

"This is a business suit," I corrected him.

"It's not the suit that makes the woman; it's the woman who makes the suit. And you are some woman!"

"Oh, Roberto," I blushed, as I tried to squeeze past him in my cramped kitchen. "Shut up." He grabbed me by the hips, and pulled me toward him.

"Roberto!" I squealed, in mock protest. "Would you please cut it out?"

"Why is it that you don't have a boyfriend, Mrs. Teller?"

"You know that I'm secretly yearning for you." Unfortunately, that statement was closer to the truth than I was willing to admit.

"Why should you yearn? I'm right here; ready, willing and able," he said, pulling me even tighter to him.

"I'm old enough to be your mother." I used the classic old and trite line.

"You might be as old as my mother, but you sure don't look like anyone's mother. I've never met any mother that was as hot and sexy as you." His hands went from my hips to my waist; he pulled me up tight against him.

Suddenly, I noticed two things. First, the sound of Andrew's shower stopping and second, Roberto's large bulge in his pants.

The boy was definitely getting excited, and it startled me. I pushed him away.

"Andrew is getting out of the shower," I whispered in a hushed voice.

Roberto was too involved with grinding his cock into me to notice, but he heard Andrew's steps on the floor upstairs and he immediately let me go.

Andrew came down a few minutes later and noticed right away that I was a little flustered.

"Are you OK mom?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," I lied. "I just have a few problems at work that I've been dwelling on."

"Why don't you quit work?" Roberto chimed in. "And let me take you away from all of this."

I tilted my head to one side, and gave him a poignant Shut the fuck up look.

I changed the subject. "Where are you guys going?"

"I'm meeting Dana at the mall," Andrew replied.

"Roberto." I turned my gaze back to him. "Are you being a third wheel?"

"Well, Mrs. Teller, I thought that these young people needed a good chaperone." He couldn't resist.

"Dana has a girlfriend that wants to meet him," Andrew explained.

"Well, alright, call me if you need a ride."

I thought about Roberto after the two boys left. I was conflicted. It felt very good when he complimented me, and I hate to admit it, but it felt pretty damn good when he pulled me close to him.

The erection in his pants though was surely an eye opener. I needed to think about this and take a shower.

I let the warm water soak over me as the events of the afternoon still raced through my head. I thought of Roberto in those tight pants, without a shirt. He had a body most women go to shows to see.

I thought about him holding me close and running his hands all over me.

My God, I thought, he's just a boy.

He's past the age of consent,
I countered myself.

Okay, now you're a lawyer.

The thoughts of Roberto kept coming back. Finally, I relented to the fantasy. My hands moved up, then over my ample bosom. I fingered my areola and nipple until it became erect, then I stroked the nipple with my thumb.

I unhooked the shower massager from its cradle, turned it on pulse, and ran it over my breasts. Closing my eyes, I imagined...

Roberto ran his hands up my blouse, ripping buttons, and grabbing my tits through my bra.

Then, his hands were up my skirt, pushing the material of my panties up inside of me as he stroked my clitoris. My panties were magically swept away as I undid his pants and grabbed hold of his large, young member.

All of our clothes were gone as he pushed me down to my knees, onto the head of his throbbing cock. I took it greedily into my mouth; I looked up to see his tight abdomen and bulging chest. I grabbed his testicles and massaged them between my fingers.

He forced his cock deep into my throat, and I sucked on it rhythmically. I wanted him to come in my mouth, right then and there, but he lifted me up off my knees, spun me around, and bent me over against the wall.

I reached between my legs and guided his cock into the yearning warmth of my pussy. His cock was long and thick and didn't hurt a bit. In fact, it felt like a velvet rod that was pounding into me.

His rhythmic thrust brushed against my clit with each stroke as I took all of him inside of me. I took a look back at him. He was so young and handsome.

He smiled at me as his loins repeatedly banged into my ass. His shoulders, chest, cock all were one giant muscle entering me, over and over.

"You like me fucking you?" Roberto said, with a little more bass in his voice than I remembered.

"Yes," I answered sheepishly.

"Say it," he demanded.

"I like when you fuck me," I said louder.

"You like my big cock inside of you, don't you?" Roberto insisted.

"Yes, I like when you stick your big cock in me," I agreed.

And then he stuck that big cock of his into me farther and faster than I could ever believe, and I started to come. The waves of orgasm rolled over me again and again until I was exhausted and done.

I leaned against the shower wall, weak in the knees, panting. It was all I could do to slam the shower massager back in its holder.

"Thank you, Roberto," I said to it. It now had a new name.

The next Saturday, I had just gotten back from the gym. I was wearing a sports bra and tiny yoga shorts, and I had my hair pulled back in a ponytail. The gym was a woman's gym, so I wasn't afraid of being overexposed. Besides, I liked showing off my new body.

Andrew was at practice and he wouldn't be home for hours. I decided not to change, but to start right away with the housework, and take a shower later.

I put in a load of laundry, took the breakfast dishes out of the sink and placed them in the dishwasher, and was in the middle of vacuuming the family room when I heard something behind me.

Andrew and Roberto.

I was a little embarrassed by my attire, or lack thereof.

"What are you doing home?" I may have been a bit short.

"I'm home for lunch," Andrew snapped back. "You remember mom, it's a split session today. We have to be back in the gym by two."

I looked at him confused. "What?"

"I told you yesterday." He glanced over at the table, at a book. "Oh, shit! I forgot to give Dana back that book. I've got to run it over to her house. She's gonna kill me." He picked up the book, and headed for the door.

"Mom," he said over his shoulder. "Can we have lunch when I come back?"

"And mom?" He stopped halfway out. "Put some clothes on."

He was gone.

Roberto and I stood there, facing each other. He had on shorts and a compression shirt that left little of his physique to the imagination. Roberto smiled at me. It was contagious. I smiled back.

I felt naked under his gaze. The yoga shorts cover so little that I had to buy thong panties to wear underneath them, and my breasts were just barely confined by the sports bra.

"Don't change for my benefit," Roberto said mockingly. "You look sensational."

"Can it, Roberto," I replied curtly. I put my head down and started to walk out of the room, but again he caught me by the hips and pulled me towards him.

"What?" I meekly asked as our eyes locked and he kissed me right on the lips. I weakly pushed him away, and I finally was able to pull myself away from him.

"Roberto, what about Andrew?" Like that was the only reason we shouldn't be kissing.

"He'll be gone for a half hour. It'll take him fifteen minutes alone to run to her house. We've got time." He planted another one on my lips and stuck his tongue in my mouth.

I turned away, but then he bent down and picked me up with his two forearms under my ass. I don't know why I did it, but it just felt natural for me to put my arms around his neck and wrap my legs around his waist.

He drove his crotch into mine as he kissed my neck, my shoulder and, as he lifted me higher, my cleavage.

"Roberto, we can't do this," I said. But I wouldn't tell him to stop.

Before I could collect myself, he lowered me down on the couch, and laid on top of me. He started to drive his erection into me, and I ground my crotch up against the bulge in his pants.

"Roberto!" I started to protest, but he was kissing me again. When he forced his tongue into my mouth again, I met it with my own.

The kissing and the grinding had me in such another place that I welcomed his hands as they moved up my torso, pushing my bra up and over my breasts.

I would have let him take off my panties right then, but I heard a car pull up in the driveway.

Andrew! Dana must have driven him home.

"Get off me Roberto. Andrew is home," I said. The boy was obviously in sex world and did not hear me.

"Roberto, get off me!" I screamed, and he finally moved. I was upstairs in my bedroom in an instant. I slipped on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. I went into the master bathroom, closed the door and sat on the bowl.

What was I doing? What was I thinking?

After I finally composed myself, I went downstairs. Andrew and Dana were talking in the living room. Roberto was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a glass of ice tea.

"I thought you were going to make us lunch," Andrew said as he walked into the kitchen, holding Dana's hand.

"Hello, Mrs. Teller," Dana chimed in.

"Yes," Roberto said mocking me. "I thought you were making us lunch."

I sent him a clear stare; Go fuck yourself and die.

"Your Aunt Susan called, and I got stuck on the phone with her," I lied.

Andrew wasn't interested. He was already looking in the refrigerator, and taking out a plastic bag full of cold cuts.

"Roberto, what do you want, ham or turkey?" Andrew asked.

"I thought you had roast beef," Roberto snarled.

The boy's banter continued, but my mind wandered elsewhere, as I drifted into the family room. I sat down on the very couch in which Roberto had me half naked.

What was I thinking? I went over it in my head again. We could have been in the middle of fucking and not heard Andrew and Dana come through the door. What the fuck was I doing? What the fuck was I thinking?

"Are you okay, Mrs. Teller?" I looked up; Dana. She was a sweet girl. I really liked her.

"Yes, of course sweetie. Just thinking about work. It's been really busy lately." I smiled at her. "What's going on with you lately?"

We talked for a while, and then Dana drove them back to school.

I got a call later that afternoon. It was Roberto on his cell phone.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, my self esteem is a little damaged, but basically, I'm okay."

"I just hope that what happened hasn't scared you off."

Scared off, I thought. This big dope is only worried about whether he is going to get in my pants or not. My shame became rage.

"First off, Roberto," I yelled into the phone. "You are not to tell anyone about this ever. If you tell just one of your idiot friends, it will be all over this town in a day."

"Okay," he replied sheepishly.

"Secondly, this is never going to happen again. Never, you hear me? If Andrew and Dana had walked in on us, do you know the shit that would have happened? Do you know the embarrassment, the shame and the psychological trauma that we would have inflicted? My son would have never talked to me again."

"Okay, okay!" He shouted back. "It's just that-"

"It's just that, what?"

"It's just that I've never met a woman like you. I've never wanted a woman as much as I want you."

"Roberto..." My tone eased. "That's just a boyhood crush. Believe me; I had a crush on you."

"It's not a boyhood crush. I'm a man, and I know what I want." His voice quivered.

"Roberto, dear, it's over," I said with finality.

"Okay," he said. I thought I could hear him crying before he hung up.

I tried to call him back, but he wouldn't take my call.

What have I done? I thought.

"Where's Roberto?" I finally asked Andrew one morning, before school.

"I don't know; he's in some kind of funk."

My heart sank. "What kind of a funk?"

"I don't know. I think it's a girl, but he won't say. I don't even know what girl. He really hasn't been seeing anyone."

Oh God, I thought again. What have I done?

That night, while driving home from work, I called him on his cell phone.

"Roberto," I said as he answered the phone.

"It's me, Marie." Oh great, I thought. Not even Mrs. Teller, Marie. "I'm glad you took my call."

"Yeah?" he said softly.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" My God, I thought. I really hurt him. My heart sank.

"Roberto, I wasn't rejecting you. I really like you. God knows you had me really hot for you. I just can't risk this."

"Yeah. Whatever. Listen, I have to hang up. I need to call my mom for a ride home from practice."

"Roberto," I yelled. "Don't hang up. I'll pick you up."

"Okay." He sounded surprised.

"I can't pick you up at school. Walk toward town, and I'll pick you up on Broadway."

"Okay." His only reply, then he hung up.

I then made a quick call home, knowing that Andrew wasn't there yet. I got the answering machine, and left a message that I was held up at work, and he should make his own dinner from the leftovers in the refrigerator.

While I was driving down Broadway, I spotted him about a block and a half away. Even from this distance, he was a striking figure. He was tall and thin, and he had ridiculously broad shoulders.

I honked my horn, pulled over and he got in. Every time I saw him, it amazed me how good looking he had become.

We are here to talk, I thought. Think clearly.

We drove for a while, making small talk, but the subject had to be broached. We were coming up to the community park, and I thought that this was a good place to pull into and park. Beside, this time of year the park should be empty.

I was relieved when I pulled into the parking lot and realized that I was right. Except for a few workers cars, parked by the administration building, there were no other cars in the park. I parked as far back in the park as I was able.

"Roberto," I said as I put the car in park. "I am really attracted to you." Even though what I was saying was true, I was saying it more to comfort his ego. "You are a very good looking boy, with a great physique."

"Yeah? Because I am really attracted to you too."

"But we can't act on those attractions," I butted in.

"Why not?" He slid next to me on the seat. Unfortunately for me, the car was a midsize, and had a bench seat.

"This is not an appropriate relationship. The ages are wrong."

"Fuck appropriate! I don't give a fuck about appropriate. All I know is that I want to be with you."

Ah shit, he was saying all of the right things.

No wonder he had all of the teenage girls wrapped around his finger. But I didn't think he was being manipulative. I thought it was coming straight from the heart; which made it even harder to resist.

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Isn’t that a sexy thought? Hmmm… Well I wanted to take that thought out for a HUGE swing so I did LOL. I am in a room on Facebook etc with a group of very sexy writers. We call ourselves the Wickedly Sexy Writers and well we got to talking one day in the summer about Santa and his reindeer and what if Santa was much more than you thought and the reindeer were actually shifters. That’s how Reindeer Games was born. We took a vote on which publisher we would try and see if they wanted and Secret Cravings won so… Releasing tomorrow – my sexy story about Blitzen. AND trust me – this boy ain’t vanilla. Take a long taste of…

Blitzen Garcia had it with snow, men, Christmas and Santa Claus. In truth all he wanted was a warm beach and two or five frisky creatures to play with. Craving sun and sand beneath his toes, he garnered a tasty idea. So it was against the rules – so what? Somehow his secret held hostage by his best buddy’s girlfriend wasn’t the best way to s“It’s snowing again. Jesus Christ, when will we see the sun?” Blitzen Garcia growled as he stood staring out the window at the blanket of white. There was no doubt he was starting to loathe even the concept of snow. Rubbing his eyes, he longed for something more tropical and very warm, instead of the blizzard-like surroundings he lived with the majority of the year.

Granted, he did live at the North Pole.

“May I remind you that snow is part of the reason why you have a job?”

Hearing her oh-so-chipper voice gave him the desire to lash out uncontrollably. He usually wasn’t so grumpy, but the holiday season had been particularly grueling due to several more sleigh runs over the course of a time-warping twenty-four hours. He was beat and ready for sand and surf. The thought alone was scintillating, desirable, and something he’d longed for on so many frigid nights.

“Don’t you have some frolicking to do with Comet or something, Viola?” Grinning, he gave the buxom blonde a salacious smile before heading for the bar. Liquor was in order. No matter how angry he was with her, he couldn’t help but flirt. She brought out the bad boy in all the male reindeer shifters.

“Drinking so early? You know what Santa would say about your behavior. You’ll be on the naughty list for the rest of your life.” Cooing, Viola gave him her best Marilyn Monroe imitation, poofing her hair and pursing her lips as she allowed a husky purr to float into the room.

“Uh-huh. I am the resident sinful boy, but you are one very bad reindeer. You do know that, right?” But Blitzen loved the hell out of her spunk and the fact that she could handle his best friend with a sensuous flair unlike any he’d seen before. The two were the perfect couple.

sexy santa 5Perfect. Was there any such thing? Not for him. He preferred his meat thick and rough-hewn and there was no one at the North Pole who fit the bill or his rather kinky needs. Sighing, he poured a stiff drink and swirled the liquid in the glass as he contemplated whether he really could escape for a couple of weeks.

“What exactly are you plotting, shifter boy?”

“Shifter boy?” Choking, he fought to keep the glass in his hand. “Why do you think I’m plotting anything?”

“Because I know your antics too well and so does Santa,” Viola stated as she held out a single finger, wagging it back and forth.

Taking a gulp of his drink, he envisioned sun kissed days spent on a long, white beach and nights in a kinky joint where he could finally be himself. The thought forced his swollen cock hard against the tight confines of his jeans. “You know I like to be a rule breaker.”

“You mean the black sheep of the entire group of reindeers, don’t you?”

“Who me?” Blitzen teased.

“Uh-huh. You never follow the rules and even though we’re all like family, you push against every rule. You know, if Santa finds out you could be kicked off the team. Where are you going to look for a job, 1-800-Rent-a-Reindeer?” She sashayed closer to the bar with a giggle and gave him a heated look. “But I won’t tell anyone about your scandalous plan if you do something for me.”

“If I didn’t know you better, I’d say you were blackmailing me.” Leaning over the bar, Blitzen fingered one of her curls before brushing the tip of his finger up the side of her cheek. As he inhaled her exotic perfume, he wished for once that he enjoyed the taste of women. Sadly, the fairer sex just didn’t do anything for his raging libido.

Viola licked her lips before wrapping her hand around his wrist and bringing his finger to her crimson stained mouth. As she eased the long digit inside, sucking and mewing, she batted her eyelashes.

“Nice try, but you of all people know your feminine wiles won’t work on me, so spill it.” He jerked his hand away. While he knew Viola enjoyed flirting with all of the reindeer, there were times he wanted to chastise her vixen like methods. Oh who was he kidding? They were all shameless flirts. The fact she seemed to be overdoing her sensual behavior today meant she wanted something and would stop at nothing to get her way. The woman’s favorite method of getting everything she wanted? Blackmail.htt

She growled, allowing her beast to slide closer to the surface as her eyes flashed. “Fine. You take all the fun out of a dirty deed.”

“Uh-huh. What do you want in order to keep my secret between us?” He tipped back his drink, sucking down half the glass of bourbon. God, he loved being mischievous, breaking the rules. Sadly, the truth was, if Santa found out about his preferences he would be tossed out on his ass and finding another job in this economy wouldn’t be easy. Sure, there was the pole-dancing job at the local kink club and shifters were all the rage, but he wasn’t certain he’d look too sexy in backless leather chaps.

“I love toying with you.”

“I know you do. Tell me what you want now or I’m going to tell Comet all about your excursion to New York City and finding you with that bear shifter doing the nasty on top of the pool table.” Blitzen couldn’t resist. While he knew Viola hadn’t been doing anything every red-blooded deer wouldn’t be doing on a weekend getaway with the does, he couldn’t help but tease her. Tipping the glass in a toast, he knew she was going to cave. He kept his eyes pinned on her glistening face as he took a sip of his drink and could see her weighing the odds.

“You evil, vile man. I want a permanent boy-toy for Comet and I to play with. And he has to be well hung, extremely muscular, and prepared to be a slave for the rest of his life. Comet not only knows, but also approves, of all my kinky needs. You’re going to have to try harder to find some scathing information on me.”

He spewed the entire mouthful of hard liquor all over her chest and gasped before he burst into laughter. “What the hell did you just ask for?”

“You heard me, boy wonder.” Jerking a towel off the top of the bar, Viola grumbled as she sopped up the liquid before turning her frosty glare in his direction.

“Are you serious?”

“As flying reindeer. You bet. I prefer a chocolate skinned and rugged man, but any man with a thick dick, all carved and yummy, will do.”

“Naughty talk from such a lady,” Blitzen growled.

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Bringing some actual fire into your bedroom can really turn up the heat between the sheets.

And yup, after reading what I just wrote, I know this text is going to require a serious safety disclaimer. But brace yourself – we are seriously going to discuss including open flames into your sex life.

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There is a reason we call sexy things hot – fire is sexy and it appeals to our primal instincts. We don’t know who lit the first fire, but I am absolutely certain that the fire-nerd instantly became the most popular person in that cave. So, let’s check some ways to (safely) merge sex and flames.

Everything from dimness and flickering to the perfect natural color of candlelight just screams “sex”. Light the room with candles for the unique romantic atmosphere. I’ve always found the very act of lighting candles and preparing the setting in anticipation of sex quite powerful and exciting.

There are things you should consider though – find safe spots for candles that are clear of other objects, and use only stable surfaces and candle holders. Also, take into consideration that candles made of synthetic materials like paraffin present a significant source of indoor pollution, so preferably use real beeswax, keep your room properly ventilated and maybe even consider using an air-purifier.

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Applying hot wax from a burning candle directly to skin is not for everybody, but if you like your pleasure spiked with some (minor) pain, you will discover it is just unbelievably hot (please, admire my pun). Temperature play requires proper trust and good communication between partners (I do recommend those in general) but once you get it right, it is just incredibly sensual. For the most exciting effect, blindfold your partner before using wax on them, and try applying the hot wax intermittently with some ice. The hot-cold combo will overcharge the senses just the right way.

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Many, if not most, religious rituals use the power of fire in some form to charge up the rite, and open flames can charge sex the same way. If you have a fireplace at home or you rent a holiday home or a cabin with one, light a fire, turn the other lights off and try making love in front of that special altar of subdued fire. Everything from light and heat to the sound of crackling wood adds something to the proper mood but, just like with candlelights, a room requires decent airflow to prevent accumulation of undesirable gases.

Sex Next To an Open Fire

Sex next to a campfire is the ultimate fire-experience for a number of reasons. It combines two awesome natural turn-ons; sex by fire and sex under the open sky, but also adds the exposure to natural surroundings and its sensual elements like the feeling of breeze and possibly ambient cold on your skin.

The idea that you might be exposed to the sight of others can also be quite exciting. And last, but not least, for the vast majority of us, it is so removed from our everyday context that it just feels unbelievably exciting. So, if and when you get a chance to experience it, do not miss the opportunity.

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For real, I wasn’t kidding, please read this short disclaimer. Even though we always assume the best about our readers, and direct our texts towards a sensible and mature adult audience, it is easy to get playful and forget how dangerous open flames can be. So we urge you to always prioritize your safety over pure fun (luckily, you can have both), and determine the flammability of each item that might come into contact with flames, as well as think about the proper ways to put out a fire in your surroundings prior to using open flames.


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Baby Face (1977)

"...an extraordinary gender reversal saga. From seducing various of her teachers, a horny schoolgirl comes down to the river to get laid with a dockhand she meets there. When, accompanied by her mother, the police discover them, the dockworker flees. Running from the cops, he falls into the water, where, having been knocked unconscious and carried downstream, he's rescued by some beautiful women. To hide from the girl's vengeful mom he has to work in the women's male brothel, catering to rich, successful women: a stockbroker, a dress designer, a racing car driver... The mother, herself a client at the place, traces him there, however. There's a gang-bang scene, when the racing driver, triumphant and celebrating after her latest victory, demands an orgy from the owners, that's extraordinary. Things climax with some incredible S&M hugger-mugger, including the immobilization of our hero in saran wrap, all except his genitals. To escape castration at the mother's hands, he has to hop around the brothel, privates flapping, as the place is raided by the police. Baby Face won its director, Alex de Renzy, an award for best direction of an erotic film that year. I found it one of the most interesting--and funniest--films of its decade, whether porn or legit."

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“Depends,” Andrew said, stepping closer to the bed as he began to undo his belt. “Are you planning to use and abuse my poor body like you did at the restaurant?”

“That was nothing.” Flowing up into a kneeling position on the end of the bed, she tugged off his belt and threw it to the floor. “You’ll be whimpering by the time I’m through with you.”

“Yeah? We’ll see.” He stepped out of reach and unzipped his pants, turning to give her his back. “Close your eyes.”

“I’m shy.”

Something hit him in the back, and he realized she’d thrown one of the small cushions piled up beside the pillows on the bed. “Demon.”

His wolf smiled at the way she said that—with open, sensual affection. Not saying anything in response, he pulled off his pants and threw them to the side.

Indigo sighed at the sheer gorgeous perfection of the man in front of her. “Come here so I can take merciless advantage of you.” His body was all smooth golden skin and toned muscle, his butt just made for her teeth.

When he turned, his fingers circling his erection, she felt her own body grow impossibly more ready for him. Looking into his eyes, she saw pure blue flame . . . and something else. A deep, inexorable possessiveness. Her wolf didn’t snarl, not this time. Because whatever the future held, she’d claimed him as hers, too. This was the trade-off, and if she was honest with herself, she didn’t mind belonging to someone who was happy to belong to her.

“On your back,” he said in a voice gone rough with desire.

She slid up the bed until she lay half braced on the pillows, her legs bent, her knees together. “I thought I was the one taking advantage.”

Releasing the rigid length of his erection, he got on the bed and put one hand on each of her knees. “Later.” Spreading her thighs with open sexual intent, he slid his hands down to the exquisitely sensitive skin of her inner thighs.

Her body arched up in shameless welcome.

Shifting closer, he thrust in. The blunt penetration was exactly what she craved. Moaning at the shock wave of pleasure, she wrapped her legs around his waist, pushed her fingers into his hair. When his gaze met hers, she saw eyes of wild copper looking back at her. Wolf. Tugging down his head, she nipped at his lower lip before sucking it into her mouth.

He growled against her, and then he began to move.

Hard and fast, until she had to brace her hands against the headboard to keep from being pounded right into the wood. But, oh, it felt gooood. Meeting him thrust for thrust, she felt one of his big hands close over her breast, squeezing and petting with a proprietariness she’d never allowed anyone else. And the kisses . . . he sucked and licked and nipped at her mouth, her neck, throughout, making her feel unbearably cherished even as he sexed her brains out.

Afterward, she lay crushed under hard male muscle, almost certain her heart would regain a normal rhythm sometime in the next century. Curving one hand around the back of Drew’s neck as he lay slumped over her, his chest rising and falling in gasping breaths, she nuzzled at the side of his face. “I do believe I’ve just been royally tumbled.”

His lips curved against her. “Tumbled?”

“It seems like the right word. I feel like the country maid who got her skirts thrown up over her head.”

“Next time.”

Biting lightly at his ear, she rubbed the now bare heel of one foot over his bu**ocks, enjoying having him all to herself.

For a while, they just lay there, soaking in each other’s scents. When Drew did move, it was only so he could spoon her body with his. “Indy?”

Catching the oddly solemn note in his voice, she ran her hand over the arm she was using as a pillow. “What is it?”

“I’m sorry.” It was a stark statement. “I shouldn’t have done what I did in front of the others. I won’t do it again, no matter how hard I have to fight my wolf.”

She didn’t brush off the apology this time. Because it was important. Not simply what he’d said—but that he’d said it after she’d already come back to him. “You were right about something, too,” she said, opening herself up in a way she’d never done for any other man. “You might be younger, but you are very much a dominant male. I’m sorry if I made you feel—”

“Hush.” A kiss on her neck. “We’re good.”

God, he was so generous, he’d spoil her terribly if she let him. “No,” she said, “let me finish. This mule-headed woman might not say it again.”

A husky chuckle, but he didn’t interrupt her this time.

“In spite of what I told myself, I’ve been burying my head in the sand about you,” she said with brutal honesty, “because it was easier to deal with this thing between us if I stripped you down to just the younger, less dominant male.” So long as he was that, she could justify maintaining a subtle emotional distance under the masquerade of caution. “I won’t be doing that again. I’m going to learn to deal with you exactly as you are.” And that man, she thought, was more than a match for her wolf.

He ran a hand over her hip, the touch warm and affectionate. “You know this means I get a free pass on certain actions that are likely to drive you insane.” Light words, and yet there was a grain of truth in them.

Stroking his arm, able to feel the caress of the crisp hairs beneath her palm, she said, “No free pass. I’ll get mad. I might even yell.”

He hugged her closer to him. “That I can take. Hell, I like arguing with you.” A kiss on the curve of her shoulder. “But I won’t let you put up those walls of ice between us again, Indy. Fair warning.”

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