new. She didn’t want to think of
the hundreds of women who had come before her. She wanted to live for a
brief moment in this glorious illusion that Justin wanted more from her than
simply to satiate his sexual needs.
Sadly, she realized she wanted to be special to him.
Shana knew that would never happen. She had to take the good with
the bad. If she wanted any of him, she would have to take what little he
offered.
Or did she?
She could take what she wanted from him, just as he was taking from
her. Perhaps it was her turn to go for what she wanted. And right now, Shana
wanted Justin.
She pulled away from him ever so slightly until her own mouth had
brushed past his ear. “It will be my pleasure,” she said, nipping the lobe of
his ear between her teeth.
Justin shook. He didn’t shiver. He didn’t squirm, he shook as if an
earthquake had coursed through the earth beneath his feet. He grabbed both
her hands and held them to his chest as he looked down at her. “Don’t do
that.”
Shana smiled slowly, feeling the rising power she was exerting over
him. “Don’t like it?” she cooed.
He exhaled deeply, then kissed both her hands. “Like it too much,” he
replied.
Shana couldn’t believe it. She’d only nipped his ear lobe. She hadn’t put
any big move on him. This was grade school stuff and he was reacting to her
like it meant something. Was that possible?
“I want to show you the penguins. I always loved the penguins when I
was a kid,” he said happily grabbing her hand and pulling her forward as
they walked down the sidewalk and through the main gates.
Justin held Shana’s hand as they breezed past the monkey cages with the
rare tamarin monkeys. Shana was taken with the notion that Justin apparently
was quite excited about being at the zoo. He pointed out the open area
where he’d seen a fox on his last visit. “Can you imagine that all this is right here in the middle of Central Park?” he asked though she thought the question
was rhetorical.
“They entered the cave-like entrance to the penguin abode. There was a
huge water-filled tank much like the tanks outside where the sea lions swam,
except that this one allowed a full view of the penguins as they dove off the
fake “glacier” edge into the water. Justin went immediately to the glass and
talked to the pair of swimming penguins as if they were old friends.
Shana stood back a few steps watching Justin as he placed his splayed
hand against the glass as if wishing to pet the penguins as they swooped
past his hand.
Justin pressed his face nearly onto the glass, still talking to the groups of
penguins that swam past him.
“This one is Charlie,” he said to Shana turning his beaming face to her.
“He’s got a fine white streak down his forehead. See?”
Shana looked at the penguin who darted up to the glass and then away.
Oddly, Charlie did remind her of a dolphin at play with a friend. “He knows
you.”
“Of course, he does,” Justin gushed.
“How often do you come here, Justin?” she asked.
He shrugged his shoulders and splayed his other hand against the glass.
“I don’t know. Two. Three times a week. When I’m in town.”
Shana’s eyes rounded in surprise. This was the man whom she expected
to be at all-night clubs rubbing shoulders with socialites and celebrities
and having his photograph snapped for gossip magazines. Obviously, such
was not the case. Justin was becoming more of a enigma than she’d ever
thought.
Justin motioned with his arm for Shana to join him. She stood next to
him and let him take her hand. He placed her palm next to his. “I want them
to know you,” he said and quickly kissed her cheek before moving his eyes
back to the swimming penguins.
It struck Shana that Justin was totally uninhibited here. He wasn’t measuring
his thoughts or words. He probably didn’t realize what his last statement
could mean to her. The only reason he would want his
the hundreds of women who had come before her. She wanted to live for a
brief moment in this glorious illusion that Justin wanted more from her than
simply to satiate his sexual needs.
Sadly, she realized she wanted to be special to him.
Shana knew that would never happen. She had to take the good with
the bad. If she wanted any of him, she would have to take what little he
offered.
Or did she?
She could take what she wanted from him, just as he was taking from
her. Perhaps it was her turn to go for what she wanted. And right now, Shana
wanted Justin.
She pulled away from him ever so slightly until her own mouth had
brushed past his ear. “It will be my pleasure,” she said, nipping the lobe of
his ear between her teeth.
Justin shook. He didn’t shiver. He didn’t squirm, he shook as if an
earthquake had coursed through the earth beneath his feet. He grabbed both
her hands and held them to his chest as he looked down at her. “Don’t do
that.”
Shana smiled slowly, feeling the rising power she was exerting over
him. “Don’t like it?” she cooed.
He exhaled deeply, then kissed both her hands. “Like it too much,” he
replied.
Shana couldn’t believe it. She’d only nipped his ear lobe. She hadn’t put
any big move on him. This was grade school stuff and he was reacting to her
like it meant something. Was that possible?
“I want to show you the penguins. I always loved the penguins when I
was a kid,” he said happily grabbing her hand and pulling her forward as
they walked down the sidewalk and through the main gates.
Justin held Shana’s hand as they breezed past the monkey cages with the
rare tamarin monkeys. Shana was taken with the notion that Justin apparently
was quite excited about being at the zoo. He pointed out the open area
where he’d seen a fox on his last visit. “Can you imagine that all this is right here in the middle of Central Park?” he asked though she thought the question
was rhetorical.
“They entered the cave-like entrance to the penguin abode. There was a
huge water-filled tank much like the tanks outside where the sea lions swam,
except that this one allowed a full view of the penguins as they dove off the
fake “glacier” edge into the water. Justin went immediately to the glass and
talked to the pair of swimming penguins as if they were old friends.
Shana stood back a few steps watching Justin as he placed his splayed
hand against the glass as if wishing to pet the penguins as they swooped
past his hand.
Justin pressed his face nearly onto the glass, still talking to the groups of
penguins that swam past him.
“This one is Charlie,” he said to Shana turning his beaming face to her.
“He’s got a fine white streak down his forehead. See?”
Shana looked at the penguin who darted up to the glass and then away.
Oddly, Charlie did remind her of a dolphin at play with a friend. “He knows
you.”
“Of course, he does,” Justin gushed.
“How often do you come here, Justin?” she asked.
He shrugged his shoulders and splayed his other hand against the glass.
“I don’t know. Two. Three times a week. When I’m in town.”
Shana’s eyes rounded in surprise. This was the man whom she expected
to be at all-night clubs rubbing shoulders with socialites and celebrities
and having his photograph snapped for gossip magazines. Obviously, such
was not the case. Justin was becoming more of a enigma than she’d ever
thought.
Justin motioned with his arm for Shana to join him. She stood next to
him and let him take her hand. He placed her palm next to his. “I want them
to know you,” he said and quickly kissed her cheek before moving his eyes
back to the swimming penguins.
It struck Shana that Justin was totally uninhibited here. He wasn’t measuring
his thoughts or words. He probably didn’t realize what his last statement
could mean to her. The only reason he would want his
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