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  Maymi’s heart skipped a beat before pounding a little faster in her chest when Jensen unsnapped his jeans and slowly slid down the zipper. He pushed the tight denim over his hips then past his hard, muscular thighs until he was totally naked.

  She stared. She couldn’t help it. No other man she had been with ever possessed a body likes Jensen’s. Totally naked...he had it all. Every single thing a woman fantasized about her dream lover was standing right in front of her and all she had to do was reach out and touch him.

  He was breathtaking. His broad chest didn’t have an ounce of hair which only made his six-pack more noticeable to her eyes and without even thinking she reached out to touch him. However, Jensen grabbed her hand and her eyes shot up to his.

  “Remember, look but don’t touch...not until I tell you to,” he warned her in a low voice.

  “I’m dying to touch you,” she murmured.

  “In a minute,” he promised.

  Nodding, Maymi eased her hand away from his and went back to looking at his striking male physique. He was buff with his trim waist, hard thighs but none of those things is what she was dying to know on a deeper, more personal level.

  Her gaze inched its way back towards the juncture of his legs and stopped staring at the huge gift there tempting her. His cock was a sight of beauty with its thickness and large mushroom head. Her body creamed at the thought of him being buried deep inside of her pussy.

  “Maymi, I can’t wait any longer,” Jensen said, drawing her attention away from his erection back up to his bedroom eyes. “I’ve got to have you, sweetheart.”

  “Neither can I,” she confessed. “I want you so much that it’s crazy.”

  She watched as Jensen grabbed condoms from his pants on the floor, tossed them on the top of the night stand for later. God, she was so ready for this. Maymi caught her breath as Jensen focused his desire-filled eyes back on her.

  Coming back over the bed, he stepped between her thighs using his knee to spread them even further before lowering his naked body on top of hers. Jensen growled in the back of his throat the second his bare chest brushed across her nipples.

  “Damn, baby. You feel so good beneath me,” Jensen whispered as he grabbed her wrists, gently pulling them above her head.

  “Thank—”

  The rest of her words were cut off when he captured her mouth in a hot kiss and slid his tongue between her lips to tangle with hers. The movement of his tongue had her wondering what else would feel this amazing inside of her.

  This is so wrong, but why does it feel so right, Maymi thought as Jensen’s mouth left hers kissing a scorching path over to her earlobe. He licked the side once before drawing it into his hot mouth.

  “Please,” she cried, tugging at her held wrists trying to get free.

  “Please what, Brown eyes.” he whispered, hotly in her ear. “Tell me...what you like, want, need from me.”

  Maymi wasn’t used to telling a man what she wanted from him. He usually gave it to her because he knew, but Jensen was different. He wanted to hear the words come from her mouth. Well, she could do it. She was too far gone not to.

  “I—”

  “What’s wrong? Why can’t you tell me?” Jensen asked as his body moved.

  His hand slipped between their sweaty bodies until his middle finger eased inside of her pussy teasing her clit with slow, confident circular strokes. She whimpered, but continued to grind her hips against his hand keeping up with his movements.

  “I want you,” she panted.

  Jensen’s eyes stared down into hers. “I’ve wanted you since I demanded you pack up Sinful and disappear and it hasn’t stopped. Hell, I’m not sure if it ever will.”

  Despite the fact, she made a promise to herself she wouldn’t give in no matter what he did to her. Maymi was too far gone to even care that she as allowing Jensen to get the upper hand with her tonight.

  “Damn woman...finally,” Jensen snapped lifting his body from hers. “I didn’t think I would ever hear those words from you.”

  She cried out in protest at Jensen leaving her, until she noticed him ripping open a condom package and slipping the sheath down over his massive erection.

  Moving quickly, he re-covered her waiting body with his. Using his knee, he spread her thighs even further apart and slid his cock into her, continuing until he completely filled her.

  Grabbing her legs, Jensen wrapped them around his waist. Her eyes widened as he seemed to go even deeper almost touching her womb with the tip of his thick dick.

  “Ooh, you feel so fucking tight,” he growled in appreciation. “I’ve have never been this snug in a woman before...I can barely handle it.”

  His hands tightened around her waist as he slid out and then thrust right back inside of her causing a friction that made her toes curl.

  She couldn’t take it. Jensen was making her body feel like it was going to come apart. She tried pushing him away, but he grabbed her wrists in one hand and held them down to the mattress above her head. Using his free hand, he slapped it against her ass making her pussy tighten even more on his cock.

  “Don’t fight me,” he warned as he eased out of her and pumped right back into her again. “Let me have complete control tonight. Know that I’m the one in charge of everything you are feeling.”

  Maymi closed her eyes loving how her body just seemed to sing from intense moments of pleasure and lust. Why was she trying to fight this...him? Jensen knew what he was doing and she was going to let him do it for long as he wanted.

  “Take it,” she said, surrendering to his words. “I won’t fight you anymore.”

  ****

  Jensen’s heart pounded away inside of his chest the second Maymi’s will broke and she gave in to him. He felt it the moment she gave her body over to him, so he could cherish it for the rest of the night.

  He lowered his head whispering against her swollen lips. “You won’t regret this, sweetheart.”

  Her eyes suddenly flew open and the lust shimmering in them showed him how much she wanted him too. The sight of her need turned him on as he continued thrusting into her welcoming heat. Jensen couldn’t get over how tight and inviting Maymi’s pussy was; it was unbelievably addictive to his senses.

  Being her with her like this finally outdid any fantasy he dreamt about night after night or thought of while he pleasured himself in the shower. Tonight was such pleasure and pain built into one that he wasn’t sure if his body would be able to handle his orgasms.

  Removing her legs from around his waist, he placed them against the mattress. Sweat poured down his body dropping onto Maymi’s beautiful glistening body.

  “Oh God, Jensen,” Maymi panted. She raised her hips meeting him thrust for thrust; seconds before her orgasm took her over and her screams of pleasure filled the room.

  Hearing her release, Jensen grabbed her hips and plunged into her over and over at a faster pace until his orgasms crashed through the entire length of his body shoving him over the edge until he could do nothing but collapse on Maymi’s soft body.

  Chapter Thirty

  Soft kisses woke Maymi from her light slumber while long fingers stroked the skin above her navel. Turning in Jensen’s arms, she smiled at him. “What do you call yourself doing, Mr. Lowe?” she asked, running a finger down the center of his chest.

  “I think I’m touching the gorgeous woman in bed with me,” he answered then gave her a quick kiss.

  “Oh, now you’re full of compliments. I believe I’ve found a way to cure that sharp tongue of yours.”

  “Any man is suddenly very agreeable after good sex with the woman he is drawn to,” Jensen said, pulling her against him. “How are you doing? I hope I wasn’t too rough with you.”

  The concern in Jensen’s voice touched Maymi. She couldn’t believe he was thinking about her well-being right now. “No, everything was perfect.” She sighed. “I don’t know if you could tell last night, but it has been a while since I’ve been with a man.”

/>   He hadn’t wanted to mention it, but he could tell it had been a while for her. “Yes, I noticed. I mean I’m glad you decided to break your hiatus with me, but what caused it? I mean you’re stunning. I know I haven’t been the first man to ask you out. Did you swear off sex or something?”

  Maymi wasn’t sure if she as ready to talk about Hudson so soon with Jensen. His death still haunted her most days because she never got the chance to tell him goodbye. Their last conversation had ended in an argument and hours later he was dead.

  “I never swore off sex officially but, after his death I couldn’t think about being with anyone again,” she admitted.

  “Are you talking about Hudson?” he asked, softly.

  She raised her head off Jensen’s chest and stared at him. “How did you know Hudson’s name? I never told you about him. Have you been asking about me behind my back or something?”

  “No, I haven’t been asking about you,” he told her, sitting up in the bed. “You mentioned his name the night we had dinner. I wanted to ask you more about him then but I didn’t. Are you ready to talk about him now?”

  Everything in her being wanted her to scream no, but she couldn’t keep hiding behind Hudson’s sudden death as a justification not to get involved with another man. He wouldn’t want that for her. The thing she had loved most about him was his patience with her. He allowed her enough time to warm up to him. He let her figure out if he was the right man for her.

  “I met Hudson as I was leaving a florist shop,” she said. “I was coming out and he was going in. The second our eyes connected, I had felt this instant connection towards him, but I didn’t act on it because I wasn’t looking for a relationship at that time. So, I just smiled at him and walked away; however, before I made it to my car someone tapped me on my shoulder and when I turned around, it was Hudson. He handed me a slip of paper with his phone number and told me to call him. He didn’t officially ask me out on a date, but gave me the option of taking things further.”

  Jensen heard the emotion in Maymi’s voice when she spoke about Hudson. He could tell that she had loved him very much. “How long did the two of you date?” he asked, trying to get her to open up to him some more.

  “We dated for about five years. I loved him so much. He was so supportive of my career that when I decided to drop out of medical school and attend pastry school he was right there at my side through it all, even when my father told me it would be the biggest mistake I’ve ever made in my life.

  “His words had literally crushed me, but Hudson told me to live my life for me and not him. I was hurt until he spoke those words to me and I realized he was telling me the truth.”

  “Why wasn’t your father supportive of your career change?” he asked,

  “My father believed I wouldn’t have enough longevity with being a sweets chef as he called it. He’s a very successful plastic surgeon back in Atlanta, Georgia. He always wanted me and my siblings to follow in his footsteps especially after my mother’s death.”

  Maymi talked about her father almost like he was someone else’s parent instead of her own. He couldn’t believe her father wasn’t supportive of his daughter’s dreams. So what, she decided not to become a doctor like him. He still should have given her his unconditional encouragement with whatever she wanted to do with her time and energy.

  “Did your father approve of your relationship with Hudson?”

  Easing back from him on the bed, Maymi stared at him with a tense expression. “No, he didn’t approve of it. In fact, he hated it and told me several times I should break things off with Hudson.”

  “Why?”

  “Hudson was my father’s business partner, like his second-in-command when it came to doing surgeries. The day I met Hudson at the florist, he had just gotten hired by my father. I didn’t know how they worked in the same space everyday with each other and got anything done.

  “If Hudson hadn’t been the most talented plastic surgeon in Atlanta, my dad would have fired him in the blink of an eye. However, he was getting too many patients and needed an extra pair of hands to take care of all of their needs. He wasn’t about to lose money out of pride.

  “My boyfriend was so amazing. Hudson never allowed working with my father to stand in the way of our relationship. We were making plans to get married the day of his accident.”

  Jensen noticed tears filling up Maymi’s eyes as she moved away from him on the bed. He hadn’t wanted to bring back bad memories. But he couldn’t move on and have any kind of a future with her if he didn’t know everything about her past including the good and bad.

  “If you don’t want to talk about him anymore, we can drop it,” he said, reaching for her but she slid away from his touch and got out of the bed.

  Grabbing a sheet off the bed, Maymi wrapped it around her body and walked over to her bedroom window. She started out into the darkness putting some distance between her and Jensen. He had brought so many memories to the surface tonight. She wasn’t thinking about telling him about Hudson when she invited him over here tonight, but here she was remembering him.

  Could she really find another man in the world who was anything like him?

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Jensen tried not to be hurt at Maymi’s sudden withdrawal after the night they had spent together, because he could sense the barely controlled pain that was coiled in her body. When she moved away from his touch, he felt an extraordinary void that he didn’t want to experience again from her.

  Getting out of the bed, he snatched his jeans off the floor and slid them on before slowly making his way over to Maymi standing at the window. He stood behind her, but made sure not to touch her. He couldn’t recall the last time he truly desired to take someone else’s pain away as much as he did Maymi’s tonight.

  “Sweetheart, how did Hudson die?” he asked, gently.

  She pulled the sheet tighter around her body then brushed a tear away from her eye with the back of her hand. The sight of her tears made his heart clinch tighter.

  “Hudson loved motorcycles. I mean, he had a passion for them. He owned about six of them and was looking into buying another one for his collection. He spent most of his Saturdays outside working on them while I was inside testing out new recipes.

  “I didn’t mind it, because I realized it was something he was into before I came into his life. The one he loved the most was his 1984 Harley Davidson FXST Softail. He would take it out any chance he got, but we were constantly arguing about him not wearing a helmet. I never understood how a brilliant surgeon could be so dense.”

  “Did he tell you why he wasn’t fond of wearing one?”

  “In his macho opinion, it wasn’t something cool to do. I was tired of hearing that same excuse over and over. We got into a huge shouting match one day about it before he went out on his Harley. I told him that he was going to regret not listening to me. He came back with, maybe something would happen to prove me right,” Maymi said, choking out the last of the words.

  Not being able to take it anymore, Jensen wrapped his hands around her shoulders pulling her back against his chest. He’d tried not touching her, but it was too much for him to handle. He just had to do it.

  “Baby, tell me what happened,” he whispered against the back of her head.

  “He had gotten about five blocks from our house when a car ran a red light and clipped the back tire on his motorcycle. The impact threw him from the bike and the car smashed into a tree a few feet away.

  “Somehow, Hudson found the strength to get up and make his way over to the three teenagers inside the car. He got all of them out and pulled them to safety before the vehicle caught on fire, but a few minutes later he collapsed and died at the hospital an hour later,” she said, holding back fresh tears.

  “How did you find out about all of this?” Jensen asked, spinning Maymi around so he could look into her eyes.

  “One of the teenagers in the car he saved felt guilty about the accident and told one of the
officers the truth. While I was at the hospital waiting to hear news about Hudson he came there and told me.

  “I should have never said anything to him. He had been riding for over fifteen years without one accident. The day I told him something bad would happen, it did. I got him killed and I’ll never forgive myself.” Maymi lowered her head as her tears continued falling down her cheeks.

  At first, Jensen was too stunned by her confession to take it seriously and then he saw Maymi was seriously blaming herself for the accident. She had nothing to do with Hudson’s death.

  “Maymi, look at me. I’m going to tell you something and I want you to hear me loud and clear.”

  At the sound of his voice, she lifted her head and looked at him. He could see the devastation in her eyes and it pained him she had been holding on to this guilt for so long.

  “Baby, what you told Hudson had nothing to do with his accident. You only told him the truth and unfortunately, he didn’t listen to your warning. If he had been riding without a helmet for years, nothing you told him was going to stop his behavior.”

  “I don’t know if I believe you.” She showed her disbelief in the tone of her voice. “I think I put a jinx on him or something.”

  Brushing her tears away with the pads of his thumbs, Jensen touched Maymi’s chin forcing her to continue staring at him. “You need to believe me because it’s the truth. You told me more than once how much Hudson loved you. Would he have wanted you to spend all of this time holding onto this blame?”

  “No, he wouldn’t have,” Maymi answered in a soft voice. “He would’ve told me to mourn him for a second then move on with my life. He wasn’t big on allowing the past to determine the future.”

  “I think he had the right advice for you,” Jensen said, sliding his hand underneath the sheet covering Maymi’s body. “I want you to live in the moment with me.”

  “I want to do the same thing,” she said, looking at him with a little less sadness in her eyes.