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tension.
    Dan and Lucy looked at the overnight case in Jennie’s hand.  Mick took it from her.  “Jennie’s staying with me for a while,” he told them.  “The limo will take us into London in the morning, and bring us back home tomorrow night.”
    Dan and Lucy looked at each other after they left.
    “Well,” said Lucy. “Well.  I thought it would be a one night stand.  I thought he’d have her and then bring her back here this morning and drive off.”
    Dan smiled. “They must have some chemistry, darling.  And I have to tell you, I ’m happy they do.  Because now, I can take you in my arms and carry you upstairs to your bed…”
     
     
     
     
    FOUR
     
    Mick didn’t turn toward his house when they left Lucy’s but rather headed straight to London.  The Jaguar purred along.
    “Where are we going, Mick?” asked Jennie mildly.
    “To your flat, sweetheart.  To get your clothes for work. More convenient for you, darling, than having to go there every morning to get ready for the office.”
    “Ah.” Jennie was thrilled to think he was planning to keep her with him for a nother day or maybe even two.
    Mick smiled to himself as he drove into London, holding Jennie’s hand.  Not a word of dissent.  She was the one alright.  The one for Mick to be play with for a while.
    Her directions to her flat were precise, and clear.  Mick was becoming more and more impressed with this lady.  The flat was nothing special, but immaculate, and nicely decorated.  She had two pieces of Dan’s art, he noted and some nice eighteenth and nineteenth century watercolors, a couple of good antiques mixed in with comfortable contemporary furniture in muted colours. Obviously a lady who did the best with a limited budget. Her taste was so similar to his, he noted.
    He followed her into the bedroom and stood behind her as she opened some wardrobe doors.  There wasn’t a lot.  Five or six outfits for the office, suits, a few dresses. Two trouser suits. A couple of blazers, a leather skirt, a black wool skirt. Silk blouses in several colours.  All good quality, but nothing overly expensive, and Mick had a very good eye for women’s clothing.  Heaven knows, he’d paid for enough of it over the years. 
    “We’ ll just take these with us, baby.  That way, you won’t have to come here all week.” Mick left the trouser suits hanging.  He pulled the rest out, and turned her around to face him. 
    She smiled up at him.  “So you ’re keeping me for the week, are you, Mick?”
    “Are you fine with that , Jennie?”
    “Very fine with that, Mick.”
    “We should try out that bed before we leave , Jennie.”
    “I think so, too.”
    They undressed each other quickly and Mick was inside her, pounding into her within seconds. There had been no foreplay, just raw need. As soon and he’d made sure she was wet for him, he’d entered her.  Jennie was as hungry for him as he was for her, and met every thrust with equal ferocity. She’d never been taken like this and it excited her. She could feel her climax building, reaching a peak just as he cried out her name and shot his seed into her, filling her.
    After, he lay beside her, his fingers tracing the planes of her face. “That was amazing, baby. I was so ready to possess you and you matched me, stroke for stroke.”
    “I’ve never been had like that before, Mick.”
    “You like rough sex, don’t you, Jennie?”
    “I like any sex with you, Mick.”
    “Good. Now, darling, roll over onto your front.  I want you again, from behind.”
    He shoved her knees forward, so that her luscious bum was up in the air and he caressed it, circling her anus with his thumb.
    Jennie stilled.
    “Nervous, baby? Don’t worry, I’m not fucking it today, just getting you ready…used to me playing there, and being in you.” Two fingers slid forward and slipped into her, circling, thrusting, finding her sweet spot.  She shuddered with pleasure. Mick smiled to himself as he pulled