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cheapening her. He
    loved the way she smelled, the way she tasted, that he knew if he wasn’t careful he was going
    to climax before he even entered her, but he loved the taste, the smell of her too much to stop.
    But the idea of her doing oral on him kept coming back to him. It would probably be
    such a thrill that it would kill him, and he could only imagine the day when it would happen.
    But that day wasn’t now. Maybe later, after they were married, he thought, and then, shocked
    by what he had just thought, he stopped all movement.
    Even Shay noticed when his licking, his tasting, had stopped. But Matty had just
    surprised himself. After they were married , was he out of his mind? He’d been with Alex for
    over a decade and never once had he considered marrying her, or anybody else for that
    matter. He wasn’t the marrying kind! He loved being free, being beholden to no-one but
    himself, far too much to give it up. Now Miss Innocent comes along and he’s thinking about
    marriage? Her sex was good, he’d admit it was the best he’d ever had, but not to the point
    where he would give up his very freedom.
    But when she looked down to see why he had stopped tasting her, and he looked up to
    see those big, soulful eyes of hers, he got back on track, moved up the length of her, and
    entered her with a loving, but undeniably hard thrust.
    And it was that movement alone, where his hips began to gyrate and her small body
    arched up to take the entire fullness of him in, that re-righted their course and refocused their
    hearts. And any thought of that crazy thing called marriage, to Matty’s relief, flew out
    whatever window deep within his soul, it had entered.

    ***
It wasn’t until after they had made love and had actually fallen asleep in each other’s arms,
    was Shay able to take in the magnificence of the world in which she now traveled. She even
    got out of bed, since Matty was still fast asleep, and took in the full scope. She put on his
    shirt, which swallowed her and stopped well below her knees, and moved around the master
    suite that had a sitting room, a balcony, and a master bathroom not unlike the one at Matty’s
    office, only twice the size-Shay didn’t think it possible.
    It was so inviting a room, in fact, that she ran the bath water, got in the tub, and bathe
    herself in luxury. She was even giddy about doing do. I can get used to this , she thought with
    a laugh.
    Afterwards, when she dried off and put back on Matty’s shirt, still loving the fresh
    cologne smell of him, she stepped into a bedroom that found Matty no longer in bed. At first
    she panicked, wondering where he had gone, but then she heard his voice.
    “Come here, Shanita,” he said.
    The voice came from the balcony. When she realized the French doors had been
    opened, she went in that direction.
    When she stepped onto the balcony that overlooked a big, beautiful, private lake, and
    saw Matty sitting on the lounger in a green, silk robe, looking so virile, so sexy to her that she
    just knew even gorgeous couldn’t look this good, she couldn’t contain her joy. He smiled too,
    opened his arms to her, and she gladly hurried into them. He pulled her onto his lap and
    leaned her body back against his.
    “Um,” he said, kissing her lightly on the neck, “you smell good.”
    Her hair, she knew, was a mess, but he didn’t seem to mind. He, in fact, gave her a
    small kiss in her hair, and leaned her closer against him.
    “What time is it?” she asked him.
    “Late. Eleven pm.”
    “Eleven?” she said, surprised. Then she playfully elbowed him. “You didn’t feed me.”
    Matty smiled. “I know. I’ll put something together for you in a few.”
    “You expect me to eat this time of night? I can’t eat at no eleven at night.”
    “You can and you will.” His hands were underneath the shirt she wore and he was
    caressing her backside. “You’ve dropped a few inches since Monday.” Monday was when
    she had journeyed to his