Though we had been united that morning and spent a glorious day together, we still cried and gasped in perfect unison as we moved and flowed beneath covers. It felt like it had been an eternity since we had fused our souls and bodies.

Relishing every enviable inch, I lowered myself down, coming in explosive fury as my curvaceous peaches came to rest on his thighs. Jack bucked his hips in demand.

What was meant to be a brief phone call to set the record straight turned into a two-hour conversation while I lay nestled in my bed, blushing at the sound of his voice. I sighed, not regretting the decision.

Still spooning and half asleep, we take our time, bodies undulating together, allowing the tension to build in the soft glow of a new day. There are no witnesses to our passion, but none are needed. To us, there is no world outside of the four walls of his bedroom. 

Reaching forward, I grabbed Jack behind the neck, melting my body against his as my mouth aggressively covered his lips in the deepest of kisses. It was a dominant move on my part. He had barely stepped within the doorway and was most definitely not my predictable style.

Even more arousing, the scene before me was not a video clip, but I was witnessing and concurrently experiencing it! I cried as my orgasms overtook me. My Inner Goddess replayed the vision of his insistent body for days afterward, dampening the silk of my delicates as my mind counted down until the next time. 

All ten salacious affairs are separate with time and space between. Jack was a wondrous lover who took his time seducing every cell of my body in various positions. I have carefully abridged the following for time and my own personal enjoyment. These snippets are mere peeks out of fuller experiences.

With the virility and stamina of the gods, Jack surged against and within me, calling the springs of the sofa to aid his impetuous motion. My Inner Goddess called to his soul as she surrendered my body to him in the hedonistic fury of our palpitating passion.

I barely glimpsed the twinkling enchantment above me through my half-closed eyelashes as I clung to the strength of Jack’s spirited body. 

Yearning for a more intimate bond, I refrained from lighting the lamp, relying on the luminescence of the Moon Goddess to showcase the outline of Jack’s lean silhouette. I crawled across the dim bed to where Jack kneeled, waiting for me. My Inner Goddess sighed in contentment at the embrace of his warm arms around…