Linda thought about Hannah. Lauren had failed to give her any clue of when Hannah wanted to be born. "I want children."

"Yes, I know. That's what I'm saying. There's so much to life. Dancing is just a tiny, small part of it." He narrowed a space between his thumb and index finger to stress the point.

Linda heard what she wanted to know.

There was time, that late afternoon and early evening, for them to look at antiques in a furniture store and old books in a dusty bookstore. Around one corner of a shelf loaded with old books, Stephen appearing, looking down at her with a twinkle in his eye and a mischievous grin.

"Let's go back to the room."

Linda's heart fluttered as they walked back to the hotel and got on the elevator for the ride to their floor. Stephen turned to her, took her into his arms and they kissed, soulfully, losing themselves in each other as he stroked her hair and she held him tightly as she darted her tongue into and out of his mouth. She remembered their first kiss. It happened after the third party she and Stephen attended together. When everyone was saying their goodbyes and the front door, near the elevator foyer, Stephen smiled warmly, leaned down and kissed her gently.

This was different. While they'd both said they wanted to wait until their wedding night for sex, it was still more than a month away and their actions in the elevator were taking them somewhere whether they wanted to go or not. Before the elevator doors had opened all the way they rushed through them, walking swiftly down the hall toward their room, managing to stay arm in arm.

Inside the room they fell together on the bed in Stephen's suite. They kissed and held each other on the bed, rolling over each other, their lips staying locked together. "I want you," Stephen murmured. "Oh, do I want you."

They'd managed to unbutton each other, and Linda's blouse and Stephen's shirt lay in a heap at the foot of the bed. Linda straddled Stephen as she leaned over to kiss him passionately, and he expertly flicked open the clasps on her bra, letting her breasts swing freely. As she sat atop him, she could feel his rock hardness straining beneath the crotch of his pants.

She rubbed up and down over it deliciously, giggling.

He gazed up at her breasts longingly, lovingly. Linda realized that he was seeing them for the first time. She let him touch them and hold them, exploring them with his fingers. As he did, she closed her eyes and gave in to the wonderful, intimate feelings of being explored and savored. He took his time touching them softly, kneading them, until she decided it was time to take things to the next level. She leaned down and kissed him quickly. "I'll be right back," she said.




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