into her. She held him tight as he moved faster and faster inside her welcoming heat.
“Yes. Keenan. Like that. Harder.” Her wanton moans rose with each thrust.
He stroked deeper into her, moving against her. Julianne slid her hand on his shoulder, digging her fingers in as she rocked with him. They moved in a rhythm that made pleasure spark then they both went over. Keenan arched as he came, filling the latex he wore. Julianne’s spasms around his cock drew out his pleasure. She moaned as she shuddered with her own release. Keenan slumped against her, spent. His thoughts raced while his breath slowed.
Being with Julianne was so right. Each time they were together was more intense than the previous. Keenan used the last of his strength to roll off her, dispose of the condom, then pull her against his side. She rested her head against his chest and curled her hand over his stomach. His cock twitched again but sleep overcame him.
Chapter Five
Julianne stretched. She winced at the tender parts of her body, but smiled when she remembered what had caused them. Rissa had called and asked to spend another night at Dakota’s, which she had agreed to, so on Saturday they hadn’t done much but eat, have sex, sleep…then repeat often. On Sunday they had slept in then made brunch. After, they had gone back to bed and had another great interlude. Each time they were together she felt the intensity of their connection deepen. Keenan had got ready to leave before Rissa was due home and Julianne had been grateful for his discretion. She’d kissed him at the door and watched his vehicle as it disappeared from view. As she’d waited for Rissa she’d felt pleasantly sore. It had been years since she’d been with anyone.
Now, on Monday at lunchtime, Julianne frowned as she had the day before. Being with Keenan was so natural and easy but niggles of guilt filled her. Logically, she knew her husband was gone but emotionally she had to come to terms with the feeling she was betraying him. Julianne pushed the idea away—she would figure it out another time.
She heard a knock on the door before it was opened. She smiled at Keenan as he entered—she’d left word with her assistant to let him right in. Julianne stood, going to him, as Keenan closed the door behind him and reached for her. She pressed against him, kissing him gently. His hold was possessive as he ran his hand along her back. Julianne shivered as she dampened at the touch. She stepped back and, holding his hand, led him to the table. Keenan handed her the bag of food and Julianne unpacked it, opening their meals. In moments they were sitting, eating and filling each other in on their day. Julianne revelled in the intimacy they shared now that he allowed himself to touch her more freely.
“Can you come over to my house on Friday night for dinner?” Keenan asked.
Julianne thought of what was happening that day. It would be a perfect time. When Kendall couldn’t take Rissa for her last week Kendall had called on Sunday and made plans with Rissa for the upcoming Friday through Monday. Kendall would drop Rissa off at her day camp.
“I can. And if I’m invited I can spend the weekend. Leave from your place to come to work on Monday.” Julianne slid her hand along the top of his thigh.
“You have an open invitation to stay at my place anytime.” Keenan placed his hand over hers, squeezing her fingers.
Julianne kissed him, moaning in his mouth. A cell ringing interrupted them. She withdrew and Keenan took out his phone.
“Callaghan… I’m close to there, I’ll meet you. Okay.” He hung up, then said to her, “Sorry, I’ve got to go. I’ll call you later.”
They rose and Keenan kissed her gently before he left. She watched the door as it closed behind him. Julianne threw out their empty containers and went back to work.
Julianne followed the directions that Keenan had given her. She tapped her finger on the wheel as she drove. The entire week
“Yes. Keenan. Like that. Harder.” Her wanton moans rose with each thrust.
He stroked deeper into her, moving against her. Julianne slid her hand on his shoulder, digging her fingers in as she rocked with him. They moved in a rhythm that made pleasure spark then they both went over. Keenan arched as he came, filling the latex he wore. Julianne’s spasms around his cock drew out his pleasure. She moaned as she shuddered with her own release. Keenan slumped against her, spent. His thoughts raced while his breath slowed.
Being with Julianne was so right. Each time they were together was more intense than the previous. Keenan used the last of his strength to roll off her, dispose of the condom, then pull her against his side. She rested her head against his chest and curled her hand over his stomach. His cock twitched again but sleep overcame him.
Chapter Five
Julianne stretched. She winced at the tender parts of her body, but smiled when she remembered what had caused them. Rissa had called and asked to spend another night at Dakota’s, which she had agreed to, so on Saturday they hadn’t done much but eat, have sex, sleep…then repeat often. On Sunday they had slept in then made brunch. After, they had gone back to bed and had another great interlude. Each time they were together she felt the intensity of their connection deepen. Keenan had got ready to leave before Rissa was due home and Julianne had been grateful for his discretion. She’d kissed him at the door and watched his vehicle as it disappeared from view. As she’d waited for Rissa she’d felt pleasantly sore. It had been years since she’d been with anyone.
Now, on Monday at lunchtime, Julianne frowned as she had the day before. Being with Keenan was so natural and easy but niggles of guilt filled her. Logically, she knew her husband was gone but emotionally she had to come to terms with the feeling she was betraying him. Julianne pushed the idea away—she would figure it out another time.
She heard a knock on the door before it was opened. She smiled at Keenan as he entered—she’d left word with her assistant to let him right in. Julianne stood, going to him, as Keenan closed the door behind him and reached for her. She pressed against him, kissing him gently. His hold was possessive as he ran his hand along her back. Julianne shivered as she dampened at the touch. She stepped back and, holding his hand, led him to the table. Keenan handed her the bag of food and Julianne unpacked it, opening their meals. In moments they were sitting, eating and filling each other in on their day. Julianne revelled in the intimacy they shared now that he allowed himself to touch her more freely.
“Can you come over to my house on Friday night for dinner?” Keenan asked.
Julianne thought of what was happening that day. It would be a perfect time. When Kendall couldn’t take Rissa for her last week Kendall had called on Sunday and made plans with Rissa for the upcoming Friday through Monday. Kendall would drop Rissa off at her day camp.
“I can. And if I’m invited I can spend the weekend. Leave from your place to come to work on Monday.” Julianne slid her hand along the top of his thigh.
“You have an open invitation to stay at my place anytime.” Keenan placed his hand over hers, squeezing her fingers.
Julianne kissed him, moaning in his mouth. A cell ringing interrupted them. She withdrew and Keenan took out his phone.
“Callaghan… I’m close to there, I’ll meet you. Okay.” He hung up, then said to her, “Sorry, I’ve got to go. I’ll call you later.”
They rose and Keenan kissed her gently before he left. She watched the door as it closed behind him. Julianne threw out their empty containers and went back to work.
Julianne followed the directions that Keenan had given her. She tapped her finger on the wheel as she drove. The entire week
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