Glynn pulled out the bag of sugar and put it down. But he remained where he was. He kept smiling, his eyes lingering on her. It felt like a force field between them, drawing her in. She was growing weaker, finding him harder to resist. Adele could feel herself blush, knowing that he felt it too. She was about to ask him to let her pass. Then his lips came to meet hers.

As their lips touched, Adele felt herself being pulled in to his passionate embrace. The lure of his kiss and the heat of his masculine body felt so good, and she wanted more. As the kiss grew deeper and more intense, his hands began to explore her curves. Ripples of pleasure flowed through her skin, under her flesh and deep inside her.

His lips moved down to her throat, nuzzling it, and she could feel herself responding. When he slipped his hand under her bra and toyed with her nipple she thought she would explode with pleasure. Then he smoothed his hands under her buttocks, caressing them in a slow, gentle movement.

As she gasped with desire, he gripped her buttocks tightly and lifted her. She gripped her arms around his neck as he walked her through to the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. He lifted her T-shirt from her and she loosened her hair, feeling it tumble wantonly about her shoulders as she watched him unbutton his jeans.

When he stripped off her jeans and slipped his fingers inside her, she gasped. His fingers explored her moist insides then he drew them out and entered her. She screamed with delight as he plunged himself deep inside her. Wave after wave of intense pleasure rose through her body, sending a thrill that reached every extremity till her head tingled and her legs grew weak.

Then it was over. She lay in his arms, their bodies slick with perspiration. His thick arms enfolded her, comforting and protective, and she sighed.

‘You OK?’ he asked.

‘Mmm,’ she hummed.

He laughed. ‘Are we having that cuppa then?’

She giggled in response. ‘In a minute,’ she said. ‘I just want to stay like this for a bit.’

It had been so long since she’d had a man. She’d forgotten how good it felt. And now that she’d given in to him, she wanted more. Her decision was made. She was powerless to resist him anymore. And now she was his.

It had been fast and furious; very different from her sexual experiences with her former lover, John. Glynn was a dominant lover but she’d found it strangely erotic, maybe because she’d gone such a long time without the feel of a man.