Secret Weapon

Sensing her need, he shifted her until his cockhead pushed against her opening. She nearly fainted from pleasure as his enormous cock drove into her. He wrapped her legs around him and cupped her butt as he stood up. Their lips locked in a passionate kiss as he walked across the room, then she felt the wall against her back. Sloan drew away and thrust into her again, driving her against the wall. He kept on thrusting, like a piston filling her again and again. She clung to his shoulders and wailed as his immense cock, driving deeper and faster inside her, propelled her to incredible heights of pleasure. She clenched around him, gasping at the intensely joyful sensations throbbing through her. As he erupted inside her with a groan, she flew into ecstasy.

When she finally caught her breath again, she dropped her head against his shoulder. God, but the man could fuck her.

But more, this intimate closeness with him … his cock deep inside her, his arms around her, felt … right.

And that thought scared the life out of her.

* * *

“I just don’t know.” Janine propped her elbow on the table and leaned her chin on her hand as she stared at a woman in a canoe paddling along the river beside the café. “Why does life have to be so complicated?”

“What’s complicated about it?” Derek asked.

Janine had asked him to meet her at their favorite little café along the river. They loved to come here and talk about what was going on in their lives as they watched people pass by.

“Sloan.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Sloan doesn’t seem too complicated to me. He’s head over heels for you. That’s plain to see. Don’t tell me you haven’t figured it out yet.”

She pursed her lips. “I know. That’s why I should never have agreed to get involved with him.”

“Well, from what you told me about him, I wouldn’t have thought your style of dating would appeal to him, but you’ve got to give him credit. He’s coping quite well.”

She banged her hand on the table. “But that’s just it. I don’t want a man who just ‘copes’ with my life. I want one who embraces it.”

“What does that mean, exactly?” he asked.

She gazed at him. “Well, you know. You do it.”

“But I’m not in love with you like Sloan is.”

She sipped her white wine spritzer and gazed at the glittering river again.

“Tell me, Janine. Do you plan on getting married someday?”

“Married? Well, sure.”

“And kids? The whole thing?”

Kids? She hadn’t really thought about it consciously, but she knew deep inside she’d always wanted to have them.

“What are you getting at, Derek?”

“Just … how do you expect to meet a guy who’s really serious about you, who might be interested in getting to know you well enough to actually make a lifetime commitment, if you won’t give him the chance to get close? If he’s constantly having to compete with other men … If he can never feel he’s a special part of your life…” Derek shrugged.

“I think the right guy won’t be intimidated by other men. He’ll get to know me and we’ll move it to the next level.”

“How?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know. It’ll just happen.”

“And what is the next level? Does that mean you’ll make a commitment to that one man and drop the others?”

Her hand wrapped around her glass as she shifted in her chair. “I don’t know, exactly. I guess I’ll figure that out when the time comes.”

“Don’t look now, but I think the time has come. Sloan is definitely ready to move to that next level you’re talking about, whatever that is, exactly.” Derek leaned toward her. “Are you in love with him?”

She shook her head. “It doesn’t matter. Love isn’t enough.” Her fingers clenched around her glass. “Love shouldn’t require a person to be someone they’re not. I have to be who I am, and I can’t change for Sloan.”