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my fill of his impressive body. Young Harrison was amazing, but adult Harrison is unbelievable. His time training and working out shows on every square inch of his body.

My hands immediately move to his chest. They glide effortlessly over the smooth skin and tangle in the light dusting of dark hair. A sense of familiarity comforts me. This is Harrison. My Harrison.

But he’s not anymore.

As if he can sense where my thoughts are leading, he bends down and takes my lips with his once more. The kiss lets me know there’s no room for thought, especially those of the past. He unsnaps my black dress slacks and slowly pulls them over my hips, without breaking the kiss. Cool midafternoon air caresses my bare legs as I shimmy out of the pants, flipping off my no-frills flats as I go. I tense the moment his hands glide down my waist and reach for my panties.

“You okay?” he whispers, concern filling those deep brown eyes.

“Yes, I… I’m just different than before.”

His eyes soften. “Different how?”

I close my eyes, fighting the embarrassment that tries to sweep in. “I just… God, why is this so hard?”

“What’s wrong, Winnie?” His eyes hold a pain that I’m not prepared for.

I steel my back and just spit out the words. “I started taking care of myself differently. Down there.”

I follow his eyes as they drop to the tiny scrap of panties I’m wearing. They’re way more risqué than the ones I used to don while married. Back then, I found comfort in low-cut bikinis or boy-cut shorts. They drove Harrison wild. But now? Now, I’m wearing the smallest lace thong I own, and there’s not a hair in sight. After the separation, I had to do something to make me feel like a woman. To make me feel wanted. Desired. No, that was never the problem between my husband and me, but it helped tremendously with my self-confidence.

His large hands slowly start to remove the little scrap of material, revealing smooth, bare skin. He hisses in response, his eyes wild with lust and teetering on the edge of dangerous. “The fuck?” he whispers, almost to himself.

“I just needed a change. For me.”

“For you?” he asks, his words laced with jealousy. He couldn’t possibly be thinking I’d do this for someone else, could he?

“Yes, for me. I needed to feel alive.”

His eyes turn molten. “Baby, I’m going to show you just how alive you are.”

My panties slide down my legs and are tossed somewhere in the room. Before I can even take a breath, his mouth descends on my core. My entire body sparks to life with the first swipe of his tongue. He devours my flesh, licking and sucking, and bringing me right to the edge of an orgasm. I’m a livewire, energy and desire coursing through me recklessly. He slides his tongue into my wetness and gently rolls my clit, causing me to detonate immediately. My thighs clamp around his head as I ride wave after wave of pleasure.

Barely given any time to recoup from my orgasm, Harrison stands up and removes the rest of his clothes. He never takes his eyes off me as I lie boneless and panting from my first release. Anticipation slides through me because if there’s one thing I know for certain, it’s that more will follow. Harrison never gives them out in anything less than multiples. He’s crazy talented in the orgasm-giving department.

The moment he’s completely naked, he slides back in bed, climbing on top of me. His touch is gentle as he caresses my jaw, running his hand down my neck. When he gets to my heart, he pauses. I know what he’s looking at. Pain ricochets through my body as the memories come flooding back. The simple H tattoo that I had inked over my heart on our honeymoon. It matches the one he had put on his hand. While I wanted to keep mine private, something just for him or me to see, he chose to put his right in the soft skin between his thumb and first finger. Somewhere he could always see it.

His eyes flash to mine, a mixture of angst and fury. Not at me, I know. He has never directed any of his anger my way. At the situation. Our situation. I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. Those dark eyes soften and hold mine as he slowly bends down and places his lips on my chest. Right over my