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PROMISE OF FOREVER by Calista Fox


Copyright © Calista Fox, 2008
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EXCERPT FROM THE PROMISE OF FOREVER

Reaching the corner just past his window—neutral territory in a sense—Celia stopped and waited for the light to change. She told herself she’d just accomplished a great act of bravery for having ventured down this street, past Ben’s shop. And she breathed a small sigh of relief at having risen to the challenge.
As she awaited the walk sign to flash, memories of her life with Ben pushed to the forefront of her mind, bringing an unexpected smile to Celia’s face. Ben had always been a kind and gentle soul. Thoughtful and considerate. Deeply passionate, about everything. Especially her.
For once, Celia didn’t attempt to banish the memory of the intimate moments she and Ben had shared. She couldn’t help but think of how it had felt to have his hands on her body, so warm and familiar. How he’d kissed her and whispered in her ear as they’d lain in bed after making love.
“You’re so soft,” he’d say as his fingers glided over her skin, the pad of one caressing a tight nipple.
“I’m a girl. I’m supposed to be soft.”
He’d chuckle, low and deep, sending a shiver of excitement up her spine. Then he’d press against her, his front to her back as they spooned together. “I love feeling your body against mine.” He’d snuggle closer, until their bodies melded together and became one.
Celia could almost feel his warm breath on her neck now, so vivid and rich were her memories. His deep, sensual voice never failed to arouse her all over again, making her skin tingle and her stomach flutter. It didn’t matter how exhausted she was, how relaxed or even how satiated she might be. She’d luxuriate in the intimacy of his touch, the erotic words he whispered, the afterglow that enveloped them both.
And she’d want him desperately, even more so than the last time.
As though he knew the constant state of arousal he kept her in, his hand would slip from her bare breast and ease down her stomach to the juncture between her legs. He’d find that special spot and rub it slowly, a titillating circular motion that sparked her desire and built it quickly, until she writhed against him and he picked up the pace. Their ragged breaths would mingle together as Ben’s passion grew, along with his erection. She’d feel it pressed against the cleft of her buttocks and just thinking about how he would take her made Celia even wetter.

 

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