Van laid by the pool while Lance swam his daily laps. His offer for the house he was renting hadn’t been accepted, so he’d bought one a few blocks over. It was huge, and Van didn’t understand why he wanted something so big. He told her the built-in grill, outside bar, huge deck, and pool had sold him.
Lance got out of the pool, grabbed a towel, and dried himself. Van finally got up enough nerve to ask him about what was weighing on her mind. She sat up in the lounge chair and took a deep breath. “Lance, can I ask you a question?”
“You can ask me anything.”
She decided it was best to be straightforward. “I was wondering how many women you’ve been with. I’m not jealous or anything, I was just wondering where all your naughty, sexual ideas came from.”
“Do you feel I push you too hard to try new things? Because please, tell me if anything I do makes you uncomfortable.”
“No, I don’t feel that way.”
He dropped his towel and stalked toward her like a lion about to pounce on his prey, sending lightning bolts of arousal through her.
“Don’t move,” he commanded as he straddled the lounger to sit behind her. Lance pulled her body against his and placed his hand just under her bikini top, causing her body to shudder. “Do you like the things I say and do to you, Savannah?” he whispered into her ear as he slowly pushed up the scrap of material holding her breasts hostage and palmed her tits.
Van closed her eyes and saw stars behind her lids as he pinched her nipples while exploring her neck with his mouth. “I love what you do to me,” she replied between labored breaths.
“There were only a few. One was older, and she liked things dirty and rough. Now, if you would like me to show you everything she taught me, it would be my pleasure,” he whispered. He caressed her skin from her breasts down to her bikini bottoms as he kissed her neck. A small moan escaped her lips when he slid his hand inside her. “You’re so wet for me.”
“Oooh!” She couldn’t form a coherent thought, nor speak at that moment. The feelings he aroused in her rendered her senseless.
“I want to do many things to your amazing body. I need you to know I’d never hurt you. I just want us to find the ultimate pleasure with each other. Do you trust me?” He slid his finger deep inside her pussy.
“Yes, God, I need you.” She thought she would lose it when he added two more.
“I want you to come all over my fingers.”
Widowed at twenty-three, Savannah Grant is devastated and consumed with grief, a grief that she can't seem to move past. When her high school sweetheart, Lance Peterson, re-enters her life, Savannah struggles with the feeling that she would be betraying her deceased husband by moving on. Plus, she can't forget the way Lance broke her heart all those years ago.
Lance never stopped loving Savannah. He wants a second chance, and he's willing to do anything it takes to convince her to give him one. Will she give in and let Lance love her, showing her a passion beyond anything she thought possible?
Content Warning: adult language, explicit sexual situations, anal play