She was still the sweet girl of my childhood and a phenomenal listener. Yet, she had grown into a feisty and fierce woman—a warrior queen and defender of womankind. 

Unrelenting in his giving, he held me tightly in his arms as I tried not to claw him as the powerful orgasms threatened to rip me apart in pleasurable agony.

“Oh, Gawd,” he moaned. “I want to start this evening all over again.” I was rewarded with another delicious kiss, his fingers finding purchase in the softness of my freed tresses.

It had been eight months since The Veteran visited my bed.