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Sadie laughed, she swore she could feel her blood heating, racing through her body. It had been quite a while for her in fact, as well.

Bill was good. Better than she ever would have imagined. Sometimes Sadie wondered if he had spent years and endless effort building and mastering his sexual prowess in some unappreciated, neverending effort to please his irascible wife. In any case, Sadie felt very lucky right now.

She shifted closer, sliding her leg over his and he bent his head to kiss her. It wasn't long before the kisses deepened and he pulled her closer, stroking his tongue inside her mouth. She gave a quiet, feminine hum of pleasure and he pulled away to kiss the tip of her nose. Sadie smiled, his hand rose to cup her breast in his palm and she arched her spine invitingly, leaning into his caress.

One sweet kiss fell against the pulse in her throat and then his mouth was catching her nipple, peaked hard with arousal. A chill had nipped at her bare skin as she'd sat naked before him, but now a fire was lighting from within and she didn't feel a bit of cold.

He kissed her nipple once, and flickered his tongue. He caught the tip between his teeth, light but firm and Sadie wailed, arching against his mouth. He suckled gently, and then bit her again. Sadie writhed and squirmed beneath him and he continued on.

When he lifted his head to look at her, the smile he cast her was all eager heat and wicked playfulness. Bill nipped at the lower swell of her breast as his hand lifted to roll the nipple of her other breast between thumb and forefinger.

His mouth made a hot trail across her belly and lower, with soft lingering kisses and he shifted to kneel between her legs, drawing her underwear off quickly. His hands hooked behind her knees and his shoulders nudged her thighs, urging them further apart.

Sadie whimpered, shifting her hips restlessly as he kissed his way down the inside of her thigh, his short beard tickling her skin. Sweet lord, at least he was doing so with haste. It was only seconds before his breath was flowing over her, cool against her slickness.

Then he kissed her. The sweetest, most erotic of kisses directly on her clit, capturing the little bud between his lips and she cried out for him.

Bill gave a low, masculine groan of pleasure, then he used his fingertips to open her fully and he went to work.

Sex god as he might be...the man was a devil with his tongue.

He lapped at her, tasting, licking with rapid flicks then slow circles, pulling her further and deeper into ecstasy with each motion.

Just as Sadie felt as though she was about to shatter, he stopped, slowing the motion of his tongue, shifting to stroke inside of her instead of fluttering. She swore he must've somehow known exactly when to stop...and then it occurred to her he meant to keep her from coming, perched on the edge of ecstasy until he recovered and was ready to take her.

Sadie groaned and lifted her hips, squirming desperately against him. He moved his hands to clasp her waist, holding her down and buried his face further between her legs.

A cry of pure want escaped her, and she slid her fingers through his hair, begging him wordlessly not to leave, not to stop. He brought her to the edge once more and then again; finally he slowed, leaving her panting and desperate.

To her relief, he sat up then, wiping his mouth with the back of his wrist and stroking his hardening length with his other hand. She had never wanted him so badly - he'd come back to her, he was here, and happy and wanting her. She had never quite let herself believe he would come back.

"Bill..." She groaned his name, reaching for him, and spreading her thighs wide as he shifted toward her. Tilting his hips to hers, he lined his cock with her and she arched her back in sweet acceptance.

With one long steady thrust, he slid all the way inside of her.

Sadie cried out at the sensation of him piercing her, writhing beneath his welcome weight, and lifted her hips in an effort to bring him further into her body. A low rumble came from deep within his chest; he dropped his head to her shoulder and he began to thrust.

Each movement was slow and so deep, measured and executed to make her burn for him, and she did. Pleasure danced just beyond her reach, and she wrapped her arms around him, clutching his shoulders. Sadie couldn't help but think that she loved this man with all of her being. He caught her eyes, his own gaze shining with passion and tenderness, and pulled out nearly all the way then shifted, sinking back into her heat, filling her.

Soon enough, his own breathing shortened and his thrusts were coming quicker and harder. She felt the beginnings of her orgasm sparking in her core and she clung desperately to Bill, holding on to the knife-edge of ecstasy for as long as she could. Her cries were growing louder, and he reached for her wrists, pinning them above her head as he braced himself on his forearms. The roll of his hips grew rough, making her breasts bounce on her chest.

Just as she thought she might die of overwhelming pleasure, he dropped his mouth, catching her nipple between his lips, and she came, clenching hard on him and screaming with the force of her climax.

An answering groan escaped from low in his throat, then he was pulsing inside of her, coming hard as she throbbed around him. When he spent himself, his movements gentling, he collapsed half on top of her, burying his face against her throat and she wrapped her arms tight about his shoulders.

I won't let you go, she thought. I won't let you go again.

She cradled his head to her breast, threading her fingers through his hair until it stood on end. He lifted his head, and she met his eyes, a deep blue, shining with love even in the dim light. He pressed a kiss to her neck, his beard tickling her over-sensitized skin and she squirmed beneath him, laughing with joy. Eventually he shifted, withdrawing from her body and turning on his back. drawing her to his side, her head nestled in the curve of his arm.

"What now?" she murmured, smoothing her hand over the soft thatch of hair on his chest.

"Honestly, I don't know." His fingertips, traced a gentle path on her arm, the softest of caresses and she nestled further into his embrace.

"Are you staying tonight?"

"Nothing could pull me out of this bed."

Sadie was quiet for a minute before she spoke again. "What if Barb needs something tomorrow?"

Bill clasped her hand on his chest, his thumb caressing the inside of her wrist. He lifted her hand, kissing her fingertips before pressing it back to his chest. She could hear him sifting through words in his head to find the right ones.

"She'll have to wait. If Jean needs me, that's different, and I'll make more of an effort to fight Barb to be able to see her, or she'll use it against me. There's no winning with her."

Sadie nodded and dropped a kiss to his shoulder. He was here, he was staying and right now that was all that mattered to her.

Feeling drowsy and relaxed, Sadie reached across the bed to turn the lamp off. Bill made a quiet noise of discontent when she pulled away, and pulled her tight against his body when she rolled back. She tugged on the blankets, and snuggled in close. His skin was warm, his own breathing falling into a slow, steady pattern and Sadie soon followed into a deep, peaceful sleep, vowing she would find a way to make this work.