Free Lovers and Liars by Brenda Joyce Page B

didn’t want to move away. He was kissing her and he tasted so good. His body was hard and hot and Nancy was trembling beneath him—not from fear, but from desire. She needed him desperately, and it was an explosion.
    He kept saying things, wonderful things. “You’re so beautiful … I’ve wanted you for so long … I can’t stand it … God, you drive me crazy … I think I love you …”
    He thought he loved her .
    She wanted him to spend the weekend, but there was the help to consider. And her guilt. And the fact that she didn’t know what she was doing. She wanted to ask him to stay at a local motel so she could meet him, but she was afraid to. Instead he left at sunrise the next morning.
    She came back to the city a day early. Jack brought her bags up to her bedroom and left many hours later. Monday morning Nancy found out she was pregnant. Five weeks pregnant with Abe’s child. He would be ecstatic. She didn’t tell him.
    All she could think about was Jack.
    There was no turning back. They spent the rest of the month sneaking around, usually meeting first thing in the morning after Jack had dropped Abe at the office. Again andagain, Nancy postponed telling Abe she was finally pregnant.
    And then one morning, when Jack was driving himself deep and thick inside of her, their bodies dripping streams of sweat, slapping rhythmically, he froze.
    Nancy opened her eyes, looked at his expression of complete shock, and knew Abe had walked in. She made a strangled sound, pushing him off, twisting, grabbing the bedspread and holding it up, her gaze going to the door.
    Belinda stood there, white-faced and wide-eyed. She turned and ran, blond braids flying out behind her.

15
    A be had always loved sex.
    He had loved it the first time he’d jacked off in the bathroom at home at the age of nine. He loved it even more the first time he’d had a girl, who was actually a hooker named Mabel who hung out around Eddie’s candy store where he picked up the slips. He had been fourteen.
    After that he’d become something of a menace. He was always grabbing the girls at school, the older ones who had developed breasts. Fortunately Abe was tall for his age and lean, not skinny. He seemed to have missed adolescent awkwardness. He was magnetic rather than handsome—some might say forceful. He would not accept no for an answer. But he seemed to have a talent for zeroing in on the girls who said yes, and they seemed to like him too. He was both enthusiastic and well-endowed.
    At seventeen he became a bit more cautious after he had gotten a senior named Beth pregnant. She wanted him to marry her, of all things. Abe laughed in her face. Hecouldn’t even be sure the kid was his. She married another senior four months later.
    The college years were best. There was tail everywhere. Good girls didn’t—but so many others did. And Abe knew how to get the borderline cases over the edge. Then, too, there was Amanda Lee, Luke Bonzio’s mistress.
    She was a blonde and gorgeous, with knockers that would drive any guy crazy. Abe wasn’t stupid. He knew she was off-limits. Still, he had to have her. And already, even at the age of twenty, he was used to getting what he wanted. Always.
    Bonzio never found out.
    Amanda Lee fell madly in love with him.
    When Abe grew tired of her, he had trouble getting rid of her. He finally paid her off.
    Nancy had been different.
    She was a lady through and through. It was why he had fallen in love with her, why he had married her. He knew she was a virgin, just like he had always known his wife would be a virgin on their wedding night. He didn’t make love to her until that night, and then he was careful about how he made love to her, careful not to be crude, not to touch her too much. He tried to be gentle, not to hurt her, but, of course, lost control. He had never had a virgin before.
    She didn’t climax, but then, he hadn’t expected her to. She didn’t enjoy it, but he hadn’t expect that