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Putting on her sexiest pair of lingerie(which had long since been tucked away in the back of her dresser drawer); Jo slipped into a silky, lavender robe, and turned on her stereo. Approximately ten minutes after she'd taken a seat near the front door to wait for Henry, her doorbell rang; Jo practically flying towards door. "Hey. Come on in," she smiled; trying to 'play it cool,' as she answered the door and got a look at his eyes: darkened by lust. Nodding his head in comprehension; he took a large step forward, and locked the door behind him; pressing his hip bones into hers, and letting her feel how aroused he was. "I've never wanted a woman so terribly in my life," he admitted; craning his neck, and starting to grind up against her. "Ohh Henryyy," she moaned; Marvin Gaye's "Let's get it on," beginning to play in the background. Slowly licking her lips; he kissed her hungrily, and backed her up into the wall; dry humping her all the while. "May I?" He mumbled against her lips; blindly reaching for the sash of her robe. "Yeah. Just.. Keep doing.. That," she purred; the feel of his lips on her neck setting her skin on fire. Breaking away from the kiss; he let her robe drop, and quickly got rid of his slacks; Jo hooking an index finger in the elastic of his boxers, and leading him to her room.
-Taking the upper-hand; he shoved her down onto her bed, and dragged her soaking panties down her legs; Jo yanking his boxers down, and scooting close to him. "Hurry. Before my phone rings," she joked; digging her nails into his back. "Will do," he smirked; getting into position. Entering her slowly; he observed Jo's face as she watched it go in for the first time. -He desperately wanted to give it all to her at once, but knew with his length that she likely wouldn't be able to handle it. Pulling out; he gently cupped her breasts, and began to tweak her nipples; running his tongue along her sharp, sexy jawline as he entered her again(fearing she'd cut his tongue.) He listened closely to her deep, shaky breaths as he began to rock into her: the seductive way he swiveled his hips causing her to arch her back and clench her toes. "L..l.." She babbled; not able to form even one coherent word at the moment. "What was that?" He smirked; giving her all of it at once(going against what he'd initially elected not to do.) She screamed, and he grinned. "Feel good?" He smiled; brushing his lips against hers, and feeling her tightly wrap her legs around him. "L..L.." She gasped; practically in tears as he thrust again. "Hmm?" He asked. "L..Lick me.. A..all over," she whispered into his lips. "Alright.. Why didn't you just say so when I asked you earlier?" He teased. -He'd never seen her so vulnerable.. Not in this way.
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-By the time their lovemaking session drew to a close; Jo trembling in Henry's arms, he was nearly ready to collapse. As soon as she finished shaking, he did exactly that; flopping down beside her, and trying desperately to catch his breath. "I haven't had sex like that since.." He trailed off. "What?" She panted. "Doesn't matter," he murmured. "What? Since Molly?" She muttered; a tinge of jealousy present in her voice. "No.. Since my and Abigail's honeymoon," he replied. "I've never had sex like that," she admitted; blushing lightly. "Not since Sean," she lied; excited by the fact that Henry had crawled under the covers with her. -He was supposed to be leaving as soon as possible as to not get caught by Abe, but the action indicated the opposite. "Perhaps you've not been with the right man since his passing," he smiled charmingly. "I guess not," she grinned; snuggling close to him, and resting her head on his chest. "Will you stay? Maybe for the weekend?" She asked; peering up at him hopefully. "We don't have to leave bed if you don't want to," she murmured shyly. "Okay.. If I may borrow your phone tomorrow morning. I suppose all Abe has ever wanted for me is to get out of the house, and enjoy life.. Enjoy your company.." He smiled; relating back to their earlier conversation. She nodded her head in comprehension, and shut her eyes; drifting off to sleep soon after.
-He'd tell her the secret this weekend- He thought. It'd been decided.

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