Chapter 9

As they disengaged their lips, she said, "I can't express how nice it is to wake up with you next to me. I hope you feel the same way about having me here with you?"

"I truly do, Dakota. When I woke up this morning, I was afraid that last night was just a dream. Then I saw you laying next to me and realised it was all real. I am so very happy right now."

"Me too! The coffee?"

"Gee, okay, the coffee." Maxwell pulled the sheets back and climbed out of bed. Dakota watched him as his naked frame made its way across the room and out the door.

She thought to herself, For a man of 52, he is still quite the hunk.

She lay there in bed for a few moments, running her hands across her body, massaging her breasts, and remembering the passion she had experienced just a few hours earlier.

She moved her hand down to her vagina and realised she was a little sore. It had been awhile since she had been given such a workout. She lay in the bed, running her hands over the folds of her labia, thinking that