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Releasing the Baggage

Jerri Ivory was over divorce cases, but when your boss asks you to do him a favor… During the important case, her boss is killed and she becomes a suspect all while she is trying to get to know Felix, a man her friend Linda hooked her up with. With all the chaos and mayhem going on in her life, can Felix slow her down long enough to show her they were meant to be?

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Excerpt 1

The conversation paused when their food was delivered.

“I guess what really happened was we just grew apart. That’s the only thing I can think of. I didn’t know it at the time, but we had different agendas and were on different paths from the start. She didn’t want to do the work it takes to bridge the gaps.”

“So, it was all her fault, huh?” she asked skeptically.

“No, I’m not saying that at all. It’s never one person’s fault when two people are involved in a relationship.”

“So, you believe a marriage is a fifty-fifty thing?”

“Actually, I think it’s more like one hundred- one hundred. Each person should bring one hundred percent into their marriage, not fifty percent.”

Jerri sat quietly eating for a while contemplating his words. “Hmm, you sound like you didn’t want the divorce, Felix,” she finally asked.

“I didn’t.”

Her head snapped up. “You didn’t?”

“No, I don’t think you get married to get divorced. It’s supposed to be ‘until death do you part.’ I was willing to work on it, but she wanted out.”

She nodded and pushed her plate back. “Do you still love her?” She reached for her glass and, not realizing it was empty, brought it to her lips.

He chuckled at the look on her face when she realized it was empty and refilled it for her. “No, I don’t. I don’t think I had for a long time before she asked for the divorce.”

Jerri sipped her drink. “So, I guess that kind of makes you a little bitter toward the whole marriage thing, huh?”

He shook his head. “Absolutely not. She hasn’t poisoned me toward getting married again at all. I still think it’s a beautiful thing. As long as it’s with the right person,” he added. “She obviously was not the right person for me, and I wasn’t for her.”

“I’ve been privy to a lot of divorces—some decent, most not—and the one thing all those people have in common is none of them took their marriage seriously anymore.” She shrugged. “I don’t know, the whole thing has kind of soured me a little to the whole idea.”

Felix reached across the table and covered her hand with his. “I still take it seriously. Perhaps all you need is some positive relationships to combat some of that negativity you’ve been exposed to.”

Over the candlelight, their eyes met in a hypnotic trance. The same feeling had come over her when he held her as they danced that slow, sexy salsa dance. Something deep within the depths of those sultry honey colored eyes called to her. Jerri felt like she was falling, losing herself within those sensual golden pools. She tried to speak, but her mouth and her brain had momentarily lost disconnection. Her body was leaning across to him and he was doing the same. The sudden clank of the plates crashing into each other as the waitress came to remove the dishes brought her back to reality, making her aware of her surroundings. She chuckled away her embarrassment and sat back in her chair.

“So, Felix, are you always this charming or is this a ploy to get into my panties?” she asked playfully.

His blush was instant as he tried to laugh it away. “Charming? No, I’m just being me, but if you find that charming, then I’ll take whatever extras come with it.”

“I don’t know, Felix, you might not want to get into my panties,” Jerri said jokingly. “To push past the coohie cobwebs would be a hell of a workout, even for someone in as great a shape as you are.”

Confusion settled on his handsome features as he absorbed what she said, and then he burst into fits of laughter. “I don’t think I’ve heard that particular metaphor for abstinence before.”

Jerri nodded and picked up her glass again. “Well, unfortunately my friends keep me updated on such things.”

“Well, I think we’re in the same boat, then, Jerri. It’s been a long time since I had sex, too, years, in fact.”

“So, I guess that makes us both second-time virgins, huh? It’ll be like starting all over again if we ever hooked up.”

“Yeah, I guess it would be.”

Their eyes met over the candlelight again. An entire conversation passed between them without a single word being said aloud. Each one understood exactly what the other wanted and needed. Felix was the first to break the heavy, sexually charged silence.

“Check, please!”

 

 

Excerpt 2 (adult)

 

“Oh, my God,” she whispered under her breath. “Why would you let her do something like that to you?”

His head tilted. “Doesn’t everyone do that?”

Jerri shook her head in disbelief. “No, Felix, everyone doesn’t do it like that. I want you to forget everything she showed you and told you, all right?”

“But—”

“No buts, I want you to trust me. Can you do that? Can you trust me?”

Felix was hesitant at first, but then his lips pressed together into a line and he nodded his compliance.

Jerri smiled, caressing his cheek.

“Relax, I promise there is no pain involved.”

He nodded again and rested his head on the pillow. She turned her attentions back to his penis that had returned to a state of rest now that the focus was taken off him. Again, she reached out to touch it, this time guided by her own will. Only for a second did he stiffened at her touch, before he relaxed. With a little stroking, kneading, and petting, his member was restored to its impressive stature. When the swollen, tan head glistened with his excitement Jerri released him. She straddled him before he could utter a word of protest. His straining erection pushed against her butt as she ran her fingertips over the heated skin of his chest. She liked the glow of shock and pleasure that played over his face.

The power she had over the body of this beautiful man made her heady with excitement. Normally she was a conservative lover, quiet and shy, letting the man set the pace, but this man stirred things in her she had never felt before. Jerri understood his circumstances and wanted his first real experience to be good, but beyond that, she wanted it to be her that made him feel good. If she were on the outside looking in, she would cheer him on, but she would be jealous that it wasn’t her doing the pleasing. She realized she wanted it to be only her that got to pleasure him. She wanted to take this journey with him, teach him things, do things with him…do things to him.

Jerri focused on him again. Felix’s silhouette was extraordinary in the dim lighting of the room. His pectoral muscles rippled underneath her touch as she played with his nipples, turning them into buds of pleasure. The smooth, powerful muscles of his arms flexed as he tore at her sheets. His penis bounced against her as she dragged her fingertips across the steely contours of his flat stomach. She bit her lip as his mouth opened and closed with tiny puffs of air and incoherent words slipping out. So full and sensual, his lips begged to be kissed…licked…sucked. She reached out to touch them. Jerri wanted to do all of that at one time. Unable to hold back any longer, she leaned forward and kissed him whispering against his mouth.

“Felix…”

Felix licked his lips and grabbed her by the waist, surprising her. Lust seemed to give more power to his strength and override his more demure nature, as he flipped her over, reversing their positions. Jerri looked up into the raw passion that burned behind the eyes of the serene and quiet man she was getting to know and almost didn’t recognize him. Only for a moment did he hesitate. Something shifted in his gaze as he asked silently for permission to continue. When she nodded, he acted quickly guiding his engorged flesh to her wet canal.

Jerri released a sigh of pure bliss when he entered her fully. For a long time he stayed embedded inside her, gratification radiated from her. The sweetness of his just being there was almost unbearable. He rested his face in the crook of her neck, breathing heavily.

“Jerri, I’m afraid to move. I don’t—I don’t think—I don’t want you to be disappointed,” he confessed.

She held him close and whispered back, “It’s okay. This one is just for you.”

Felix trembled above her and sighed with relief. He pushed himself up on his hands and made his first movement. As he pulled back, a stuttering groan of obvious pleasure left him. He thrust forward again biting his lip, but the grunts that expressed his delight could not be