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His hips moved slowly as his thrusts went deep and then pulled back. He was in no hurry, and neither was I. I relished the closeness of our bodies and the welcoming movements of his tongue and mine together. The chemistry between us was intense, and my body soaked with desire the more we worked together.

In fact, I felt wetter than I could remember getting around a man and started to get a little self-conscious that I was soaking his bed with my desire for him. I did desire him, though; I wanted him over and over again as I felt his thrusts becoming quicker and his hands moved to my hips to control me as he moved harder and harder.

If I could have stayed in that moment of pleasure for the whole day, I might have done it. Every worry from my work life had disappeared. Every concern over if I was raising my son right, or paying all the bills, or acting appropriately in the workplace – they were all gone. My mind only had room for one thought: how perfectly our bodies were building up the excitement together.

My hips started to thrust against him as I felt the orgasm of excitement building up inside of me. I hadn’t had a full-on orgasm in years; they just weren’t of concern for most men. I wanted it. I wanted to feel the release, but I felt myself backing off as I got closer.

Brandon wouldn’t allow it, though. He held onto my hips and helped my body move in a grinding motion against him, forcing me to give in to my desires.

“Cum for me,” he whispered into my ear.

Oh, hell, how could I refuse a man so blatantly asking me to give in to him? I closed my eyes and allowed him to guide my hips as he thrust into me. Within moments, I felt my body shivering with desire as I gave in to the special feeling that my body had longed for.

As we both exploded with desire, he grabbed me and kept me there next to him. His arms around my body gave me security and I couldn’t have imagined I would have given in to the desire had it not been him I was there with.

It was unusual for me – a feeling of total satisfaction as I lay next to him. Brandon’s big arms held me tight and exhaustion quickly moving through me.

If we had been in town, this would have been the time I ran off and back to my apartment to avoid any sort of implied intimacy. But we were 500 feet from shore and I was way too tired to go for a swim. Instead, I gave in to the comfort I felt there in his arms and I slowly drifted off to sleep. After a long day that stretched into the evening, I was exhausted.

***

I smelled breakfast cooking long before I actually opened my eyes. For a moment, I imagined I was at home and my in-laws had snuck into the house and were making breakfast, but then I remembered where I was. It had been a very long time since someone else had made me breakfast; in fact, it had probably been my late husband who had last done so.

The distinct smell of bacon filled the small house and I was about to wrap myself in a blanket and go to the kitchen when I noticed a set of clothes sitting on the end of the bed. I couldn’t help but smile at the gesture. It was rather sweet that he had the clothes there for me, although I had to wonder how they had arrived.

A pair of size 6 jeans, white lace panties, a perfectly-sized matching bra and a white t-shirt were laid out and waiting for me. I looked suspiciously at them and then toward the door facing the kitchen. How had the clothes gotten there? I even took a moment to look through the dresser to see if Brandon just had a supply of female clothing there or something, but all the drawers were filled with his clothes.

“It’s really weird that there is a pile of clothes that will fit me sitting right here,” I hollered out. “Are you some sort of magician? I’ve never been on a date with a magician before.”

“What? You think it’s weird that I have a set of white lace women’s lingerie?” he laughed. “Or is it weird that I have the jeans?”

His smile was so seductive that I wanted to jump into his arms and kiss him right when I saw him in the doorway. I held back my urge, though, because my curiosity about the clothes and how they had gotten there was bigger than my urge to kiss him.

“Do you have a supply of jeans here, too?

It’s odd that these are my exact size.”

“Maybe I only sleep with women who are exactly your size. Hmmm, did you ever think of that?” he continued to tease me.

“That’s an option,” I said as I waited for him to head back to the kitchen and then slipped into the clothing. “The issue I’m having is that these all are new and still have the tags on them.”

I came out to the kitchen and sat down at the counter to watch him cook. The smell of bacon had my stomach grumbling. I had slept at least twelve hours, longer than I could ever sleep while at home, but I felt totally refreshed as Brandon slid some orange juice over toward me.

“I had my assistant bring us a boat, breakfast, and some clothes for you,” Brandon said as if it was a normal sentence to say to a girl.

“Oh, so you just ordered a boat, bacon, orange juice, and some size six jeans? That is one amazing assistant you have.”

“Basically, I told her we were here and to set us up for a good breakfast. I gave her my log in for the dating site so she could see what you looked like and bring some clothes. I didn’t think you’d want to swim back. Technically, she’s not my assistant any longer because she stayed working at the company I sold, but sometimes she helps me out when I desperately need her.”

I eyed him suspiciously as I sipped on my orange juice. I wanted to be angry with him for being able to so perfectly plan our morning. Without doubt, he must be a ladies’ man if he was so easily able to get such a set up for me.

But I was enjoying the soft cotton of my white t-shirt and the warmth of the pants. I positively couldn’t wait to taste the bacon and was equally excited not to have to swim back to the pier; I decided it wasn’t the right time to complain.

“You must have been a Boy Scout,” I announced as I watched him cooking. “You knew just what I needed.”

“A Boy Scout is always prepared,” he said.

“Yes, they are. I do need to get back to town this morning, though. How about we eat and then head in shortly?” I suggested.

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