For the first time in the two-year span of not seeing or sexing one another, I saw fireworks that were more explosive than the first time he kissed me... Cupping my dripping snatch, Dante asked, “Ready for the snake, Sharon?” “She is, I want to get into that chocolate ass,” piped up Jayson. “I have some lube in the toiletry bag,” I responded, “you’re not going in there dry.” While Jayson searched for the bottle of lube, Dante and I concentrated on each other. Turning me so that I was on top, I. Finally, the buzzer downstairs rang, and Laura nearly had an accident racing to the button to open the lobby door.She had to take deep breaths as she waited for Trina to ride up in the elevator. Finally, she appeared, walking down the corridor to Laura's door. Laura was waiting with the door open. Trina was ravishing in an orange blouse and tight black skirt that showed off her stunning figure and perfect legs. Laura was sad to admit, to herself, that marriage had made Trina even more beautiful. Then she stopped moving at all.She knew it was going to happen. Horror washed through Logan like ice water, followed almost immediately by a searing rage. She knew from the beginning. You bastards. You fucking, demonic cowards.Something tugged at his arm. Beauty trying to hold him back, but that wasn’t important now. He had already leaped up and over the top of the ridge. Momentum and rage sent him hurtling down the slope.In a secret, dark corner of his soul was a savage beast that Logan had. My own juices were flowing and my nipples were erect. My skin had taken on that peachy texture that it does when I am aroused and (hitherto) only a man slipping into me has been sufficient to satisfy my needs. While I am lost in those thoughts two pairs of knickers have made their way down over those lovely legs and over their slender ankles. They have been left, discarded on the dance floor. Now they dance dressed only in their shoes. Their bodies touch at the most intimate.