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stroke his member. “Problem?”
    Julius winked at Kendrick, before turning to Caress with a questioning look in his eyes.
    â€œDon’t even go there,” she said, blushing.
    They all just laughed.
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    Caress was feeling the effects of the tequila in her drink by the end of her delicious meal. “I want to dance,” she said suddenly, following yet another impulse.
    Julius was in the restroom. Tamara and Kendrick were so deep into each other that neither noticed when Caress left the table. Her feet guided her down the stairs and onto the crowded dance floor as the band began a jazz rendition of Mary J. Blige’s classic rendition of “I’m Going Down.” She found her own little space on the dance floor, closed her eyes, and let the rhythm of the music instinctively move her hips and feet.
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    Julius wanted Caress. She was beautiful, sexy, vibrant, and funny. Her touch gave him goose bumps. Her smile made his heart skip a beat.
    At that moment, as he stood on a mini-balcony and looked down at her move with such abandon on the dance floor, he knew he wanted to bury himself inside her moist warmth. He wanted her grinding with him in the same fashion as she danced until their bodies were drenched with sweat and then spent.
    Not once taking his eyes off of her, Julius descended the stairs slowly and crossed the dance floor to stand behind her. He grasped her wide hips with eager hands and began to rock his body with hers, enjoying the feel of her bottom cushioned against him.
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    Caress knew it was Julius as soon as his hands touched her. She already recognized his heat and his scent. With a soft smile she turned to face him, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck and press her body close enough to feel the heat of his loins.
    â€œDamn, I want you,” he whispered in her ear as he nuzzled her neck with his lips.
    Caress laughed softly and grinded close to his lengthening erection. “I want you too,” she whispered back with honesty.
    â€œOh, you do?” he moaned deep in his throat.
    Tilting her head back, she looked up into his eyes with want and wild abandon. “Kiss me, Julius,” she demanded softly.
    He lowered his head to honor her request right there in the middle of the dance floor.
    Caress sucked deeply on Julius’s tongue with a lazy, satisfied moan, before ending the kiss with another touch of her lips to his. “You got me so hot.”
    â€œDo you feel how hard I am?” Julius countered, pressing the full length of his erection into her stomach with a wicked grin.
    â€œAhem.”
    They both turned their heads to see Tamara and Kendrick standing beside them. They had been so caught up in their heat that they hadn’t even noticed them walk up.
    â€œI hate to interrupt when y’all are having such a…ahem, good time, but it’s getting late,” Tamara told them with a knowing and satisfied smile.
    Both Julius and Caress waved them good-bye in an animated fashion.
    Tamara pretended to look offended.
    Kendrick stepped forward, obviously taking control. “Good night, Caress. Julius, you take care on your trip man.”
    Trip? Caress thought, as Julius released her to shake hands with Kendrick.
    â€œCaress—” Tamara began.
    Kendrick grabbed his wife’s hand and pulled her behind him. “Say good night, Tam-Tam,” he called over his shoulder even as he continued to pull her toward the door.
    â€œSafe trip, Jules. Call me, girl,” Tamara shouted over the music, before she disappeared into the crowd.
    Julius pulled Caress’s petite frame back into his arms. “Where were we?” he asked, tasting her lips.
    Caress forgot everything but his heated kisses.
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    Julius pulled the Range Rover to a stop in front of the brick duplex Caress pointed out. His fingers were en-twined with hers in her lap, and he liked how it felt. “You’re home, safe and