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front of him, to one of delight. He stared at her tattoo then he stared into her eyes. Melanie felt her insides begin to melt. The power he held over her with his eyes was too much and made her think of vampires again. She began to fantasize once more that he would suck on her neck.
    Instead, Alex took her hand, and pulled her to him. With his arms around her waist, she leaned back and smiled, because she was right where she wanted to be. 
    “I don’t mean to get metaphysical, but maybe the universe is trying to get us together,” he said.
    “Maybe.”
    “Why did you get that design?”
    Melanie sighed, as she didn’t want old memories to join this moment. “I wanted it to remind me to be grateful for what I’d had, and to look for the positive.”
    “Grateful for what you had with your husband?”
    She nodded. He bent down and kissed her on her cheek then he kissed her other cheek and finally softly touched his lips to hers. The kiss was light, exploring and sensuous, his hands moving over the bare skin of her back. She still felt torn, but the thought kept running through her mind. This feels too good to stop. She reached up and grabbed a handful of his hair delighting in how unexpectedly soft it was. Using the hand that was behind his head she pulled him closer and the kiss intensified.
    The melting had progressed, traveling through her, until the bones of her legs seemed to be dissolving.
    Alex was holding her up and he must have felt a need to relax down onto the earth, because he moved them onto their knees. Melanie suddenly came back to the here and now, feeling a sharp pain where she’d knelt on a rock.
    “Ow!” she cried out and broke apart from Alex, who looked concerned.
    “Sorry. Are you okay?”
    Melanie started to laugh. “I told you I don’t like camping. What I wouldn’t give for my nice soft bed about now.”
    “Hmm, that sounds good to me too. Let me see.”
    He pulled her leg into his lap and brushed off her knee. “No blood. Why don’t I kiss it and make it better.”
    A few of his kisses landed on her knee, but he moved upward until his kisses were at the top of her thigh where her shorts began. “If we are going to continue with this, and I personally don’t want to stop yet, let’s pull out the sleeping bag.”
    The sun felt good now. It was another sensation mixed in with his kisses, the soft flannel fabric of the sleeping bag, and the competent touch of his hands as they explored her body. And he was taking his time.
    When his lips were on her neck, he bit her lightly, playfully, making her giggle.
    “I’ve thought about you doing that,” she said.
    He bit her again, a little harder and the pain and the fiery pleasure seemed to throb together. A low moan escaped her lips and she pulled his head up to kiss him. Lips and tongues searching, and it was odd, a combination of the excitement of exploring a new body, and there had been very few, and a definite feeling that she’d been here before. It was almost like déjà vu.
    “You taste good,” he said.
    “Amazing as I definitely could use a shower.”
    “Well in another day or so I might not say this, but I like how you smell. It’s you only more so.”
    Melanie knew exactly what he meant because the scent of him was intoxicating. She wanted to eat him up, dig her nose into his armpit, and taste every bit of him. Alex gently caressed her.
    She felt small and very female lying on the parachute material next to him. She could curl up in his arms and not worry about anything and the feel of his naked skin pressed against her naked skin took her breath away.
    Afterward, and after she had recovered a bit, she moved to reciprocate but Alex caught her and gave her a kiss that tasted of her.
    “I’m fine for now,” he said in voice that was even rougher than usual.  “But I’ll want you later. When it’s safe. ”

CHAPTER 7
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    T he sun was hot and Melanie was getting tired. She stopped under a tree