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replied. He slid his arm from
around her shoulders and reached over and picked up a snifter of
brandy. "Ready for a nip?"
    "Are you trying to ply me with booze?" she
joked.
    "Who, me?" he asked. "You bet I am."
    "Then please do," she said. "I want to be
plied. I could use a good stiff drink of that." And she meant it
now.
    Teddy handed her the brandy. He reached for
the other snifter and held it next to hers. "To us," he said.
    "To . . . us," she replied, then she took a
large sip. She savored the aroma and the taste of the fiery liquid
on her tongue before she swallowed. It seemed only moments before
she felt a glow spread through her body, warming her and loosening
her up, helping cast away the worries that preyed upon her
mind.
    Teddy, she noticed, had nearly drained his
glass in a single swallow. He set it down and turned his attention
back to her. He stared into her eyes for a long moment with the
hint of a smile on his lips.
    "What?" she asked.
    "Nothing," he replied, slowly shaking his
head. "I just love looking at you when you look like this. So . . .
fresh. So radiant. So innocent."
    Teddy always says the right things ,
she thought. And I always respond to them .
    He took the brandy snifter from her hand and
set it on the coffee table, then pulled her to him, his mouth and
tongue brushing her ears and neck slowly, sensuously, before
finding her mouth and kissing her deeply.
    Valerie's body immediately responded to his,
and she gave herself over to the erotically charged moment,
returning his kiss, her hands stroking his muscular back and
shoulders, her tongue dancing a carnal dance with his.
    He shifted on the sofa, and she felt his hand
on one of her breasts, stroking it ever so gently, then cupping it
firmly as his mouth descended to the silk of her blouse and his
tongue darted out and began to lick her nipple through the thin
silk.
    "Hmmm," Valerie moaned. "Ohhhh, Teddy." She
moved her hands up and down his back, massaging him, loving the
feel of the masculine strength beneath his shirt. She wanted to
hurry now, to reach that magic moment when he entered her,
engulfing her with his manhood, obliterating the rest of the world
with it.
    He raised his head and looked up at her. His
face was flushed and his breathing was labored. "Ah, Val," he
rasped. "This is so good. Let's go upstairs. Okay?"
    "Okay," she said, and nodded.
    He was off the sofa in a flash, his hand
extended toward her. She took it, and they left the conservatory,
her head on his shoulder, their arms around each other.
     
     
    Teddy was on his knees between her widespread
legs. When she opened her eyes, Valerie could see, even in the dim
candlelight, that his mouth was wet and red from his enjoyment of
her most secret place. She could also see his engorged manhood
poised to enter her, and she shivered with anticipation.
    A sudden clap of thunder so near and loud
that it seemed to shake the entire house roared in their ears but
didn't distract them from one another. As he plunged into her, she
gasped. Her sounds of delight were drowned out by the drumming of
the intense rain as it hit the windows and French doors that
surrounded the room on three sides. The draperies whipped in the
wind, and some of the candles were abruptly blown out by the
powerful gusts, but they ignored them, so intent were they on
giving one another pleasure.
    He rode her and rode her, withdrawing and
hesitating before plunging in again and again, each time more
ruthless than the last, bringing her to a frenzy of desire and need
for him, until she suddenly cried out.
    Her body began to spasm as she climaxed
beneath him, and Teddy became a man possessed, plunging ever more
furiously until he let out a bellow, the cords in his neck standing
out, his body convulsing on hers as his seed burst forth, filling
her to overflowing.
    He collapsed atop her, wrapping her in his
arms, quickly peppering kisses on her forehead, cheeks, nose, eyes,
and lips, all the while his chest heaving