Every time the head brushed her slit, he started to thrust upwards, but she pulled away, always just out of reach."Not yet," she whispered in his hear... "Suck on my tits, Holland ... Make my nipples hard with your tongue ... Oh! That's it ... right there!"Holland Campbell lay on his bed. Miriam straddled him, bucking and grinding against him. She was toying with him. He knew it. And he loved it."Tell me what you want." Her voice was seductive, but laced with control and authority. "Tell me how. I told her “Well, the difference here is, that would have turned me on even more. So say anything you feel like and it’s fine with me. She leaned over and gives me a light kiss on the lips. When she pulled back, we were looking deep into each other’s eyes. I could see the lust and excitement shining in her eyes but it was almost as I could see into her heart. Was it love, not love of sex but love of the heart? I was so captured by the look in her eyes it took a second to realize she was. How was she? Why did James feel the need to set him up with another woman? Was Jocelyn in on this? Mimi kicked of her sandals and leaned down and opened a small refrigerator and bought out a bottle of wine. Tom sat his bag on a luggage rack. He was determined to ask questions. James & Jocelyn were seated on a loveseat sipping wine listening to soft romantic music James had playing. Jocelyn with her legs crossed holding a glass of wine while James sat with his arm around her shoulder. Jocelyn. I want you to go upstairs with me, and fuck me.” He replied slowly, with an air of resignation. Maybe this was the best he could do.“What?! What the hell are you talking about, Steven?!” she snapped. The tears instantly ceased; she was….she was shocked, is what she was. She never expected that to come out of his mouth.“Look, I don’t give a shit anymore. It’s not like this is the first time. We’re supposed to get married in four months. Four fucking months!” he exclaimed, and took two steps.