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overwhelming him, kissing me back with just as much hunger.
    “God, I’m not done with you,” he whispered in my mouth.
    I h eld his head as he dropped to his knees and began sucking my pussy, his hand shoving my leg on the tub up as high as he could. Plastered in the corner, I held on to the walls. “Oh God yes.” My muscles quivered under the intense assault of his tongue all over my clit, flicking like little strobes of electricity. Oh my God. H is mouth pressed tight against me and sucked the sensitive bud and I c ried out when he f licked the tip with his tongue.
    “Morgan, oh!” I pressed his head to me and p ump ed a ll over his mouth, losing all inhibitions to the fast approaching heat wave.
    He began plunging his finger in and out while rotat ing between sucking and licking my clit . He released my leg and swirled another finger over the tight skin of my exit .
    “Oh my God,” I gasped, excitement tickling through me .
    H e p ressed the tip of his finger inside my butt while fucking my pussy with his finger. I raked nails over his scalp, letting the orgasm surge forward. His finger wiggled just inside my ass and I squealed and cried out, bucking my pussy against his mouth as I came. My climax quaked through my limbs, his name a constant moan on my lips for an entire minute .
    I looked down and watched him kiss my pussy with a delicate tenderness as though sealing the wonderful pleasure he’d just given me . 
    Soberness settled in and I realized my gut would be the first thing he saw if he looked up at that second. I sucked it in.
    He s lowly kiss ed his way up my body, fat gut and all, acting as though it weren’t even there. Was I wrong about my gut too? Was it an optical illusion from the top view that made me think I appeared four months preggers ? No, cause I thought the same thing looking from the side in a mirror. But watching him…kiss up my body that way. He paused at my breasts and sucked like he’d discovered some long lost delicacy. I couldn’t help but smile at how good that idea felt, while rubbing my hands in his hair.
    When he made it to my lips, I was full out grinning. He kissed the edge of my mouth. “What?” He pressed his lips into mine , sliding his tongue in my mouth at first opportunity.
    “You make me feel…”
    He stopped kissing and pulled away like he was interested in hearing.
    I bit my lower lip and flushed. “Really special.” I gave a little shrug and nod as the emotions overwhelmed and tears clouded my vision. “Shit, sorry,” I squealed, fanning my face, straining back a sob.
    His large hands held my head as he kissed my lips ov er and over. “ You’re husband is a monster for not loving you like you deserve. Let me Tasha, please. Let me give you what you deserve.”
    His tone bordered a beg .
    I c losed my eyes. “The kids—”
    “I love your kids. Like they were my own.”
    I looked at him. “But they don’t love you. You’re not their father.”
    “ They’ll grow to, please Tasha, I want to marry you.”
    I froze. My heart froze. Marry? Marry? Not just fuck for fun occasionally? Marry?
    He dropped his hands. “Sorry, I…I didn’t mean to say that so soon.”
    “Do you mean it?” I asked. The agonizing need that took over his face stole my breath. “Oh my God. You do.”
    “Yes. I do.”

Chapter Seven
     
    I suddenly needed air. I opened the shower curtain, grabbed the towel off the bar and wrapped in it. I felt much better once covered. Specially after the passion was gone and reality set in.
    “I’m not going to apologize for how I feel.” He climbed out after me and I stared at him in the wall length mirror before us .
    “I…I don’t know what to say.”
    “Say you will of course.”
    I continued to gawk , dumbfounded. “Just…divorce my husband and marry you?”
    His expression said, Yes . Exactly.
    “And then just move my herd into…into what? Do you have a home? Mr. Stranger?”
    “Fine, not right away. But you leave your