Possession (Part 13, page 2 of 2)

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Part 13


That was when he had moved, like lightening, crossing the room to grab me in his strong arms.

Afterwards, I lay, utterly spent, feeling as though a thunder bolt had hit me.

Harold, dear Harold had been my childhood sweetheart and only lover, the only man who had shared my bed, my life. But sex with him had been gentle and unadventurous. I had known him for seven years before he had shyly made the first move

But this…this was like a violent yet immensely pleasurable experience. I lay, exhausted, still gasping softly. THIS was what could happen between a man and a woman? Heck! It made what Harold and I had done in bed seem like an outing in the park!

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