Her tongue darted to mine, more hungry and passionate than before. My hands caressed her back and I moved my lips to her neck, my warm breath and teet... grazing her skin. Up, up, up, my mouth went until it reached her ear for a gentle nibble. “Oh, that feels so nice,” she said. The breathlessness of her voice spurred me onward. I placed a hand just inside her shirt on her belly, and a gentle moan erupted from her. She turned her head to find my lips again and her hands pulled my head towards. Your gym body, your strong hands. I sometimes wish your hands should hold me tightly and grab my boobs tightly and squeeze me. I never got a chance to expressMe: OMG, I can’t believe you said so.She: my sister always tells me that you last very long in bed. You are strong and try different things in bed. Which I couldn’t expect from my husband. I felt jealous seeing her and always wanted to express these to you.Me: wow. So you really want to have sex with me.She: Yes. But first impress me here.. I felt like I had won the lottery with that thing!The next item on the agenda was the body armor. That took a couple of more days, but it was like wearing a tee-shirt, except that it could cool or heat me as needed. All I had to do was to set a temperature and the shirt would maintain my skin at that temperature! What more could one ask for? On top of that, the shirt had a long tail extending beyond my crotch, so that end of me was protected from bullets, knives, and the weather. Now, I was. He could say yes, and risk hurting the kid, who probably thought of Jordan as his father by now. Or he could say no, and keep the lie a secret. ‘You look like the guy in the picture, only older.’ Christian commented, wrinkling his nose. ‘Hey, you little brat I’m not that old.’ Max chuckled and poked him in the arm. ‘Older than me.’ He giggled. ‘Papa!” Christian launched himself off of Max when he saw him step out of the elevator. Hal hugged him and walked over to Max. ‘How is she?’ ‘Pretty.