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Phillip had not returned to her bed yet because she had been having her monthly courses, cursing the timing, while at the same time happy for the chance to think without undue influence.
    Jonathan had retreated behind a mask of casual flirtation and indifference, similar to his prior behavior.
    But always, just out of sight, was the knowledge he wanted her, wanted to treat her like his wife.
    Her courses had ended, however, and she desperately wanted to fuck. She was ashamed at the carnal desires fighting for control of her mind and body. She wanted both men so much, alone, together, she didn’t care, as long as someone’s cock fed her ravenous pussy.
    She was almost mad with pent-up passion. She desired Jonathan until she ached with it. She imagined his cock was big from what she’d seen through his breeches. She hadn’t realized how much she wanted him until the possibility of having him became a reality. Was this uncontrollable desire somehow a betrayal of Phillip?
    Maggie’s thoughts so consumed her she didn’t hear the door open. When Jonathan came in he was about to say something but Maggie’s deep sigh stopped him. She was unaware of his presence, so he quietly closed the door and watched her.
    She was leaning far over the table, trying to get something just out of reach. Her legs were spread, the toes of one foot perched on the floor, the other foot raised slightly off the ground as she reached. As he watched, she looked for a moment as if she would put the knee of her raised leg on the table and crawl over it to what she needed. Bent over the table as she was, it was no wonder Jonathan immediately pictured her naked in that position, his cock burrowing into her hot, wet, pussy. Without conscious Page 38
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    thought he walked silently across the floor.
    He came up behind her stealthily, as if hunting an unpredictable prey. When his hands came to rest lightly on her hips, she squealed in surprise and stumbled as she tried to spin around on one foot. Jonathan caught her to him, her back pressed to his front, as she found her footing.
    “Jonathan! Oh my, you frightened me!” Maggie laughed at her reaction, her heart racing.
    She clutched his forearms wrapped around her waist, unknowingly unleashing a tide of desire in Jonathan. Her scent was all around him, her lush bottom pressed intimately against him, his hands resting on the slight, warm mound of her belly. He couldn’t speak at first, the lust was so overpowering. He closed his eyes, lowering his head in an attempt to bring it under control, but his nose came to rest in her hair, and as he inhaled deeply, it was like oil on an open flame.
    When Jonathan showed no signs of releasing her, but instead lowered his head and breathed deeply, his arms tightening around her, Maggie’s heart began to race for another reason. Her nipples became hard and insistent against the soft muslin of her shift, and moisture pooled between the folds of her pussy. She so desperately wanted to make love withhim, it didn’t take much to ignite her body.
    “Jonathan?” she questioned in a whisper.
    Jonathan stepped back slightly, and Maggie nearly whimpered in frustration.
    “Let me in, Maggie,” Jonathan whispered in her ear as his hand smoothed down over her hip in a slow, firm,sensual caress. He was so close behind her, the heat of his body radiated off hers, but only his hand touched her. “I just want to love you, Maggie, to please you,” he continued as his fingers bunched up the fabric of her skirt. He began slowly, slowly inching it up her leg, exposing her ankles to the cool air of the room.
    Jonathan’s teeth gently nipped her earlobe, and Maggie’s breath hitched in her throat. Dear God, what was she doing? What about Phillip? “Jonathan, no,” she said weakly, finally moving as her hand brushed ineffectually at his as it pulled up her skirt another inch.
    “Maggie, yes,” he