Watcher by Kate Watterson

experience it inspired carelessness.
    That woman in Atlanta…he couldn’t remember her name now, had blocked it all out. She had been the first, and he’d almost gotten caught.
    He smiled grimly as he got into his vehicle.
    He was much, much better at it now.

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    She slid into his arms like silk and Jake felt the rapid acceleration of his heart rate in tune with his arousal. Jana felt soft everywhere, soft breasts against his bare chest, soft lips touching his, soft hair brushing against his fingers as he cupped her nape and kissed her. Their first two nights together she’d been really hot for it the first time, and he’d been the same way, taking the edge Watcher
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    off with an initial fast and furious sexual joining before enjoying each other more leisurely.
    Maybe she was a little nervous tonight, maybe she was
    adjusting to the idea of a relationship, but this evening he sensed she wanted something different. It had even been there over dinner, a slightly different way they looked at each other, a more companionable connection, something that was emotional and not just the physical electricity that seemed to ignite so easily.
    Slow, tender, gentle. Hell yes, he could do that. He’d give her whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted it. There wasn’t much question he had never been so infatuated with any woman in his life, not even that first pulse-racing high school crush.
    Not even close.
    Jesus , he thought as he held her and they simply kissed slowly and thoroughly, bodies together in the softness of her bed. I could really fall in love with this woman . Maybe he was already there.
    Maybe he had been in love before he ever touched her.
    The idea should scare the shit out of him, but somehow it didn’t. Instead he felt the warm curves of her body next to his with a heightened awareness. The glide of her fingers down his arms raised small tingles of sensation. The taste of her mouth made his cock throb, and even the fragrance of her hair evoked a hunger that wasn’t entirely physical.
    He whispered in her ear, “I want to make love to you.”
    “I thought that was what we were doing,” Jana responded softly, kissing the side of his neck.
    “This feels different.” Maybe he shouldn’t say it out loud and spook her more than she was already, but he just had anyway.
    For a moment she went very still against him. The she said softly, “Does it? Show me.”
    At least she hadn’t denied it, and her challenge was one he would gladly meet. “Like this,” he gently urged her onto her back.
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    them, his hard cock first nudging her pussy before sliding fully inside.
    It felt so good for a moment he closed his eyes and just absorbed the moment. The wetness that eased his entry and meant she wanted him, the heat of her silky vagina as it perfectly hugged his erection, the strong thud of his heart. Like any healthy adult male, he’d always enjoyed sex, but this was a level above, and he simply lay with her, joined in the ultimate intimacy.
    His lashes lifted and Jake murmured, “Right now we are as close as two people can ever be.”
    Jana’s smile was tremulous, her eyes darkened in the muted light. “Women are the romantics. I believe that is supposed to be what I’m thinking.”
    He still didn’t move, just rested inside her, though the need for release infiltrated his entire body. “What are you thinking?”
    “You want to have a discussion right now? Like this?” She lightly lifted her hips, pushing him deeper.
    “Tell me.”
    “I’m thinking it’s all too fast, too soon, too much. But in spite of that, I’m glad you’re here tonight. There, that’s exactly what I’m thinking, Jake.”
    “Me, too.” He smiled at the impatience he could sense in her beautiful body, and the imploring pressure of her fingers at the small of his back. “Or something pretty close to it.”
    “I’m also wondering why our age