regrets.

When Worth showed Jessica to her apartment door, they were both yawning as she unlocked the door and walked inside. She turned with a little frown. "Aren't you coming in?"

"I'm afraid Bathroom Guy needs a very long nap," Worth said, shaking his head.

Jessica took his hands in hers. "Bathroom Guy is so last year, sweet man. Come take a nap with me. Please."

Worth pulled her into his embrace and shut the door behind him. As she led him to the bedroom, she looked down at her watch to check the hour. The date on the dial made her chuckle. March thirty-first. Five months. It had seemed like this moment would never get here, but here it was. She could feel it.

"What's so funny?" Worth asked.

Jessica threw her arms around his neck and began kissing him with more passion than she'd thought herself capable of, as tired as she was.

"Whoa!" he exclaimed. "I thought we were going to sleep!"

Jessica turned her back to him and hooked one arm around his head, feeling his obvious excitement through the layers of clothing. "Indulge me? We can sleep after."

Worth nuzzled her neck and moved his hands around to her front, to unbutton her blouse as she reached behind to unbuckle his belt. As he whipped her around, four hands made swift work of tops and bottoms and various accessories, until the floor around them looked like a closet had exploded.

As skin melted into skin for the first time, Jessica could hardly believe it. Stepping in sync to the bed, never separating from the embrace, they stood for just a few seconds, enjoying the moment. Worth gently laid her down before lying down beside her, pulling her chest close to his as he stroked her back.

He eased away enough so that he could look at her, her curves, her beautiful breasts, the little mound of stomach she tried so hard to get rid of with endless crunches, the soft triangle below it.

From her own vantage point, Jessica gasped a little at the completely naked man staring at her with such frank appreciation. He looks even better than I imagined, she thought, her eyes taking it all in, from the furry chest, to his hips. She drew in a breath sharply. Bigger and better. My word! She had never felt so loved. She had never been so loved. And she had never been so ready.

"I feel like I'm sixteen," Worth said. "A little unsure what to do next. I've longed for this, Jessica. I blundered so many times in the last few months, I'm genuinely amazed that we're here."

"I feel the same way," Jessica murmured. "Not just that it's our first time. It feels like my first time."

As they talked, Jessica curled her upper leg around his legs. Next, she rolled over on top of him. "How about this, Mr. Vincent?" She pulled herself higher and slowly slid herself onto his erection as he raised his head from the bed to meet her breasts with his lips. She let out a moan of delight as he sucked first one nipple and then the other.

Lying back, he began to move his hips slowly, purposefully, rocking her gently, building her excitement, then suddenly, he grasped her buttocks in both hands, entering her more deeply. Faster and faster, they rocked into each other. His eyes were closed in concentration, but as she took his hands and pinned them above his head, they opened.

"You really are a wonder, Wonder Woman," he whispered hoarsely as he shuddered in the throes of his climax.

Jessica cried out as a wave of pleasure rippled through her, followed by the rush of gentle bliss. When their movements quieted, she laid her head on his chest and slowly twirled some of the hair around a finger. They lay like that as their breaths slowed a little, instinctively adjusting, breath for breath, heartbeat for heartbeat, still joined, still one.

This is where he rolls over and goes to sleep, Jessica thought. Or maybe I'll fall asleep like this, with him inside of me. Whatever happened now, she would be content.

There was a stirring inside her. Deep inside her. She raised up in mock surprise. "Why, Mr. Vincent! Whatever are you doing?"

He was the picture of innocence as he grinned, showing both hands with a little shrug. "Nothin' much, Ms. Daniels. I promise I'll make it 'worth' your while," he said, curling two fingers on each hand before grabbing her again, pulling her even closer as he began to rock his hips.

Jessica straightened her arms as she arched her back, catching another sudden wave of absolute euphoria. She'd never had more than one orgasm at a time before, but, oh my God. Again?

There would be several more "agains" before Jessica and Worth agreed that they could resume after some much needed rest. Pretzeled together on the bed, as Jessica felt herself drifting off to sleep, she could not suppress a tiny giggle. I have never experienced such joy as this moment. But seriously. He's going to pay for those air quotes.

Chapter 16

Meeting Molly

"Do you think she'll approve of me?" Jessica asked nervously as she paced the floor of her bedroom. She'd chosen her outfit carefully—a comfortable but stylish above-the-knee floral knit with a cowl neckline that showed just a hint of cleavage. Her makeup was immaculate. She and Donna had gotten mani-pedis on their lunch hour the day before, but she and Worth had taken this morning off. She'd given him a key to her apartment, and he had stayed with her almost every night since the fire.

If there was time after lunch with Molly, they'd head to the office, but with Molly, there was no telling, apparently. Lunch might last well into the afternoon. And since Todd Granger's arrest, the office had been abuzz with stories and rumors, not only about their new editor and his family, but about Jessica as well. Donna had tried to get her to divulge just why both Jessica and Worth had

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