That is the wish you can grant me. I want to feel your hunger for me. I want to feel you in me. I need to feel..."Donovan leaned down and silenced her...with a kiss. It was not soft or gentle. It was the kiss of urgency. Her declaration was all he needed. With a growl, he hoisted her into his arms and quickly carried her to his bed.Four hands worked urgently, pulling and tugging at buttons and zippers, until finally they were flesh to flesh in the center of his bed. His lips burned a trail down. My husband, Bill, was a professional writer. Bill and I made out to be the very happily married couple in public but behind closed doors we were both miserable. Our sex life was non existent. But all that changed for me when Isabella Lopez entered my office one day. She was one of those beautiful women, with supermodel good looks, that you could not help to gawp in awe no matter if you were straight or gay. Isabella wanted a divorce from her husband and I helped her make it through a successful. She told me all the stories about her housemates. She said she can’t live with them anymore. That evening I met her at her place.Since I live alone in one bedroom apartment I offered her to come to my place. At first, she was bit reluctant, later she agreed as she wasn’t having any options left. But she told me to not to inform these things to her parents as they may not agree for her stay with a boy.We moved all her luggage to my place the same day. I made her stay in the living room at my. My duty is to take the first step; the Lord will clear the path, he mumbled to himself while he closed the chapel door and started down the steps to his car. He was going home to pack one battered suitcase and a small valise. He dare not take more than he could carry if he must ride the bus.That's odd. Where's my car?He looked up and down the drive and the street but there was no sign of the old Ford."Hullo, Mike! Did those kids hot-wire my car again? I thought they'd agreed not to do that.