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}{\insrsid729397 by be287m

--}{\insrsid15548768 Overtime}{\insrsid729397 -- 

}{\insrsid15548768 The rest of the week}{\insrsid729397  was hot.  As in pushing ninety degrees.  Didn\rquote t it snow just a week ago?  Welcome to Colorado}{\insrsid9009479 , I grumbled}{\insrsid15548768 
.  Saturday it finally started to cool down and I wondered whether I might need a coat}{\insrsid6517357  that night.  Then I remembered--}{\insrsid10826880 my coat}{\insrsid15548768  was still in Sandy\rquote s car.}{\insrsid729397 

}{\insrsid15548768 

While she and I had carpooled to the post-game party on Wednesday, I\rquote d let Steve take me home.}{\insrsid11696070   We\rquote d s
pent several delightful minutes kissing goodnight, but concerns about work the next day had discouraged anything more.  He told me to be at his place at seven, to dress sexy, and to bring an overnight bag if I wanted.  When my smile betrayed what I though
t of that last offer, Steve just kissed me again and reminded me about owing him }{\insrsid10826880 six }{\insrsid11696070 minutes.}{\insrsid15548768 

}{\insrsid11696070 

Oh}{\insrsid9009479 ,}{\insrsid11696070  I was looking forward to }{\insrsid9009479 this evening}{\insrsid11696070 !

And apparently I wasn\rquote t the only one!  When I pulled up at Sandy\rquote s to get my coat, Pete was also arriving.  He was carrying a gym bag and smiled sheepishly when I noticed it.

\'93Displaced for the }{\insrsid4397791 night}{\insrsid11696070 ?\'94 I teased.

\'93Yeah, not that I mind,\'94 Pete retorted.

\'93I would hope not!\'94  }{\insrsid4066461 I replied.  Pete just grinned in response}{\insrsid11696070 .

Sandy let us in after giving Pete a long kiss.  She went to get my coat and then her phone rang, leaving me and Pete standing awkwardly in her living room.  He turned to me.

\'93Don\rquote t hurt him, Liz,\'94 he said.

\'93What?}{\insrsid9009479 ?}{\insrsid11696070 \'94

\'93Don\rquote t hurt him.  He\rquote s been excited and happy for a week now.  He gets this sappy look when he talks about you.  I don\rquote t want you to break his heart.  Or if you\rquote r}{\insrsid11818837 
e not serious about him, I want you to break it earlier rather than later.\'94}{\insrsid11696070 

}{\insrsid11818837 

I stared at Pete in disbelief.

\'93Isn\rquote t that the speech that big brothers give the guys who date their little sisters?\'94 I finally asked.  He shrugged in response.  

\'93And what makes you think I\rquote m not as serious as he is?\'94 I demanded.

\'93Are you?\'94

I paused.  I couldn\rquote t evade the question, I realized.  Then}{\insrsid4397791  I realized I knew the answer.}{\insrsid11818837 

\'93Yes, Pete, I am.\'94  He visibly relaxed.

\'93He scares me sometimes,\'94 I continued.  \'93}{\insrsid10634807 Not so much for anything he\rquote s done, or anything that I think he\rquote d r}{\insrsid9009479 eally do, but because of how I}{\insrsid10634807  respond}{\insrsid9009479  to him}{
\insrsid10634807 .  It scares me to think of how quickly I\rquote m ready to do whatever he asks.\'94}{\insrsid11818837 

}{\insrsid10634807 

\'93Do you trust him?\'94 Pete asked.

\'93I guess so.\'94

}{\insrsid9009479 \'93Then it doesn\rquote t matter,}{\insrsid10634807 \'94}{\insrsid9009479  he said.}{\insrsid10634807 

\'93I trust him,\'94 Pete continued}{\insrsid4397791 , when he saw my hesitation}{\insrsid10634807 .}{\insrsid4066461   \'93I\rquote d trust him with my life}{\insrsid10634807 .\'94

\'93Pretty high praise,\'94 I mused.

\'93He deserves it,\'94 Pete replied.  \'93Look, several years ago, when he was still recovering from Katherine, Steve got involved with someone he shouldn\rquote t have.  It turned out she had a boyfriend she\rquote 
d failed to mention.  The boyfriend found Steve at a party one night and threatened to beat the crap out of him.  Somehow Steve got the guy calmed down despite the fact that th}{\insrsid9009479 e guy was drunk off his ass.  T}{\insrsid10634807 hey even}{
\insrsid4397791 tually}{\insrsid10634807  ended the evening sharing hockey stories.\'94

I looked suspiciously at Pete.  \'93So. . . what happened to them?\'94

\'93The girl}{\insrsid10826880 ?  Who knows?  Good riddance.\'94

}{\insrsid10634807 I glowered at him.

\'93He didn\rquote t tell you that story, did he?\'94 Pete dodged.

\'93Steve said you two met at a party and discovered a common interest in hockey.  He didn\rquote t say anything about a girl or you wanting to kick his ass.\'94

\'93Well, he wouldn\rquote t, would he?\'94

\'93True.\'94

\'93Later,\'94 Pete said, \'93I realized he would have thrashed me if it had come to it.  I }{\insrsid9009479 also }{\insrsid10634807 rea}{\insrsid6517357 lized--}{\insrsid10634807 how can I not trust a man who chooses not to hurt }{\insrsid4066461 me}{
\insrsid10634807  when he has every reason to?\'94

I just nodded my head at that.  Somehow I was more impressed with Steve for protecting Pete\rquote s confidentiality tha}{\insrsid4397791 
n in the details of the story.  Sandy returned with my coat then, so after a little teasing about long showers on a Saturday night, I slipped away home.

Home presented its own dilemma.  What to wear?  In the end, I chose a }{\insrsid8484861 slinky }{\insrsid2388616 blouse }{\insrsid4397791 over a knee length skirt and the stocking}{\insrsid4066461 s}{\insrsid4397791 
 again.  I was going to have to buy more lingerie, I mused.  Then I decided to be daring.  Steve was going to tease me tonight?  Two could play at that game!  I slid my panties off and shoved them in my overnight bag.

The teasing began the moment I arrived.  }{\insrsid8484861 Steve greeted me with another deep passionate kiss.  Fortunately my toes were getting used to the tingling.  When he released me and stepped back, hi
s eyes trailed down and back up.  I feigned an air of }{\insrsid4066461 haughtiness}{\insrsid8484861  and struck a few poses.}{\insrsid4397791 

}{\insrsid8484861 

\'93Monsieur requested something sexy?\'94 I purred.

\'93Oh yes!\'94 Steve enthused, \'93though you\rquote d look sexy in rags.\'94  That earned him another kiss which turned into several more.  I pulled back before my knees could completely give way.

\'93So where are we going?\'94 I asked.

\'93We\rquote re not,\'94 he replied.  With that, he took my hand and led me into the dining room.

It was classic.  Starched white tablecloth and napkins. Fine china and crystal.  Candles ready to be lit.  I just smiled at Steve in wonder.  He grinned back.

\'93Don\rquote t get interrupted by waiters this way,\'94 he said.  I just squeezed his hand in anticipation.

\'93Speaking of which,\'94 he began, leading me over to one of the chairs.  \'93I believe I have some minutes to collect.\'94  I beamed and nodded in reply.

\'93I\rquote m going to collect my first minute now,\'94 he told me.  \'93Please lean over and place your hands on the back of the chair.  Then close your eyes.\'94
  With a shiver, I complied.  I heard him quickly slip into the kitchen and return with something.

\'93This is an amuse-bouche, a pre}{\insrsid10826880 -appetizer,}{\insrsid8484861 \'94 he whispered in my ear.  \'93A teaser}{\insrsid10826880 , really}{\insrsid8484861 .\'94  Something touched my lips.

\'93Please open your mouth.\'94  I complied and Steve slid a bit of food in.}{\insrsid6029738   }{\insrsid6705935 Strawberry, dipped in dark chocolate}{\insrsid6029738 
.  Before I had quite finished, another pressed against my lips.  This time, Steve finished by caressing my lips with his fingers while I let the taste flood my mouth.}{\insrsid8484861 

}{\insrsid6029738 

Then Steve stepped behind me and pressed in.  I could feel his hard cock p}{\insrsid4066461 ushing}{\insrsid6029738 
 against my ass through all the fabric in between.  He did a slow grind, nearly dirty dancing without a sound.  I pushed back into him, careful to not lift my hands from the chair.  As I slowly
 let the last flavors fade on my tongue, Steve began to run his hands up my back.  First just the fingertips, in lazy slaloms between hip and shoulder, then his palms, with t}{\insrsid10826880 he gentle pressure of a masseur}{\insrsid6029738 .  }{
\insrsid4066461 Slowly Steve\rquote s hands became a little more daring, sliding past my side and }{\insrsid16123484 tickling up my ribs}{\insrsid4066461 .  I continued to gently press back, enjoying the feel of his body against mine.

}{\insrsid16123484 

Then Steve moved his hands to my hips, holding me square and tight against him.  He thrust his pelvis against me and I shuddered
, feeling his shaft nestled between the cheeks of my ass.  I imagined where it would have sunk if we had been without our clothes.

Steve slowly leaned into me, pressing his whole torso against my back.  His hands glided up until he was cupping my breasts.}{\insrsid6442535   I could feel his breath on my neck.  Then he began to kiss me behind the ear.}{\insrsid16123484 

}{\insrsid6442535 

I moaned.  He was driving me crazy!  Somehow he was in perfect synch.  I couldn\rquote t keep my attention on his cock pressing my ass for more than a moment before he\rquote d caress my ni
pple, distracting me.  Then the jolts from his kisses would flood my body.  I started gasping and trembling, spending my few coherent thoughts on what else was in store.

}{\insrsid14383847 

When he stopped!

I let out a groan of frustration as Steve released me and stepped back.  Only the chair prevented me from collapsing to the floor.  I whirled around to face him, wild-eyed.

\'93That\rquote s one minute,\'94}{\insrsid16009948  he stated, smiling.  \'93I\rquote ll go get our appetizer now.\'94}{\insrsid14383847 

}{\insrsid16009948 

With that, Steve headed into the kitchen leaving me to sink into the chair and compose myself.  I straightened my blouse and caught my breath.  I was sure my hair was a little mussed, but all I could do was quickly run my fingers through it.  }{
\insrsid6905743 Steve returned, }{\insrsid6705935 whistling, carrying two small plates and what looked like a small souffl\'e9 with some crackers.}{\insrsid16009948 

}{\insrsid6705935 

\'93Blue cheese cake,\'94 he said.  He urged me on so I sliced a sma}{\insrsid8852296 ll bite.  It was warm and gooey--}{\insrsid6705935 the consistency of warm brie.  The t}{\insrsid8852296 aste was perfect--}{\insrsid491246 
strong enough but not sharp.  As I savored it, I could only wonder what other hidden talents Steve had besides cooking.  We made small talk about our week as we slowly consumed his feast.}{\insrsid6705935 

}{\insrsid491246 

\'93You like?\'94 he asked, as I finished the last bite.

\'93Oh, I like,\'94 I replied.  \'93Though I liked the pre-appetizer better.\'94  Steve beamed, and I saw an opening for some teasing of my own.  I leaned forward and spoke in a stage whisper.

\'93I would say that it made my panties wet, except for one thing.  I\rquote m not wearing any.\'94

Steve\rquote s face cycled from surprised to delighted to devilish }{\insrsid10826880 with}{\insrsid491246 in a few seconds.

\'93Is that so?\'94

\'93Oh yes.\'94

\'93Then maybe I should claim my second minute now,\'94 he suggested.

\'93Mmmmm,\'94 I purred, \'93Maybe.\'94  That got to him.

\'93Please slide your chair back and then turn it until you are sitting sideways to the table.\'94  I grinned and complied.  Steve walked around the table and knelt down in front of me.  He placed his hands on my knees and gently pushed them apart.

\'93Now,\'94 he began, \'93we need to. . . verify . . . this claim . . . I believe.\'94  His fingers we}{\insrsid9127099 re}{\insrsid491246  caressing my inner thighs }{\insrsid9127099 and }{\insrsid491246 as h}{\insrsid13637818 
e slid his hands back and forth}{\insrsid491246  he pushed my skirt up.  

\'93Let\rquote s see, stockings . . .stockings. . .\'94, he was sliding his hands up my inner thighs as he spoke.

\'93Still stockings . . . what\rquote s this?  Bare flesh?  You really are wearing stockings!\'94  I almost giggled.  His fingers probed further and I slid to the edge of my seat to accommodate him.  

}{\insrsid16404718 

\'93More flesh . . more. . .more . . . why, you aren\rquote t wearing panties!\'94  I just grinned as he stroked my }{\insrsid10826880 folds}{\insrsid16404718  and then clit with one finger.  It was hard under his touch.

\'93Why, I do believe,\'94 Steve said, dropping his finger down from my clit, \'93that your panties *would* be wet.\'94  With that, he thrust his finger inside me and I gasped.  He began stroking me and I started to lean forward.

\'93Hands on the side of the chair please,\'94 he cautioned.  I dropped them into position and leaned back.

\'93Of course, I might need to look a little closer.\'94

With that, Steve removed his hands and pushed my 
skirt up, completely revealing me.  He slid forward and before I could do anything, his mouth was upon me.  I gasped when his tongue found my clit.  I started to reach down with my hands when I remembered his command and returned them to gripping the side
s of the chair.  }{\insrsid11886759 Steve didn\rquote t pause.  Within mere moments he\rquote d figured out just how much pressure I liked and what sor}{\insrsid136934 t of licks and strokes to make.}{\insrsid16404718 

}{\insrsid136934 

I looked down but Steve didn\rquote t look up.  He was holding my hips now, preventing me from 
squirming out from under his tongue.  The jolts of pleasure started then, shooting up from his touch.  I closed my eyes and let myself go.  In mere moments the jolts turned to waves and I let out a cry as my orgasm crashed through me.

When I opened my eyes, Steve was still kneeling before me, grinning madly.

\'93Yup, no panties.\'94 he said.}{\insrsid4281634   I just rolled my eyes and slowly sat up straight.  Steve scrambled up and disappeared into the kitchen, returning with salads.}{\insrsid8717168   Once again, I found myself composing myself.}{
\insrsid136934 

}{\insrsid4281634 

\'93Was that only a minute?\'94 I asked.

\'93You tell me,\'94 he teased in reply.

\'93It was fast, and I\rquote m never that fast.\'94

\'93You were last week on our walk,\'94 he }{\insrsid9595988 comment}{\insrsid4281634 ed.

\'93Oh!  Well that explains it!  It\rquote s your fault!  Twice in seven days and the only thing in common is you!\'94  Steve laughed in response.}{\insrsid8717168 

\'93So I\rquote m good at some things,\'94 he joked as I started in on the salad.

\'93No kidding!  You\rquote re an excellent cook!\'94

With that, the conversation turned to restaurants and food and discussions of meals past.  I slowly calmed down and relaxed as the afterglow mixed with the wine and the food.  }{\insrsid7823594 The entr\'e9e was equally stunning--}{\insrsid9320912 
chicken in lemon with artichoke and capers, accompanied by rice and stir fried vegetables.  }{\insrsid9595988 Steve had every detail right and I realized it must have taken him all day to prepare.}{\insrsid8717168 

}{\insrsid136934 

}{\insrsid7232100 \'93So,\'94 Steve said, when we\rquote d finished and the plates had been pushed aside, \'93are you ready for dessert?\'94

\'93Depends,\'94 I replied.  \'93Does it involve more minutes?\'94

Steve furrowed his brow for a moment and the}{\insrsid10826880 n}{\insrsid7232100  nodded.

\'93Sure!  Let\rquote s not be completely predictable!  I\rquote ll be right back.\'94

With that, he slipped back into the kitchen and returned with two goblets filled with chocolate mousse.  I smiled as he set one before me.

\'93Now,\'94 he began, \'93I think you will enjoy this mousse.  However, for each spoonful you take, you have to undo one button}{\insrsid5899381  on your blouse}{\insrsid7232100 .\'94

}{\insrsid5899381 

\'93Hmmm.  There\rquote s a lot of mousse here.  What happens when I run out of buttons?\'94

\'93We\rquote ll think of something,\'94 Steve replied.  We just grinned at each other.

The mousse was truly wonderful.  Though I }{\insrsid12596044 don\rquote t know which I savored more--}{\insrsid5899381 the chocolate melting in my mouth or the way Steve\rquote 
s eyes sparkled as the fabric of my blouse slowly parted.  He displayed remarkable patience as I languorously licked each spoonful completely clean and then toyed with each button before undoing it.

\'93Oh, gee.  Look.  No more buttons,\'94 I pouted as the last one parted.  \'93And three more spoonfuls of mousse.  Whatever shall we do?\'94  I fluttered my eyelashes at Steve but he held back from laughing out loud.

\'93Remove your blouse,\'94 Steve ordered.

I took some more mousse and slowly sucked the creamy chocolate off the spoon.  Then I shrugged my shoulders, letting my blouse cascade behind me onto the chair.  I finished extricating my arms and s}{\insrsid10826880 at}{\insrsid5899381 
 nude but for my bra from the waist up.

\'93Next the skirt,\'94 Steve said.  I grinned and stood up.  I did a little shimmy and let the skirt drop to the floor.  I then did a small pirouette, letting Steve take me all in with his eyes, before sitting back
 down and claiming the spoonful of chocolate so richly earned.  Steve\rquote s open admiration was having its own effect as I could feel myself getting damp under his gaze.

\'93Last bite,\'94 I teased, scooping it out of the glass.

\'93The bra,\'94 he replied.  I savored the chocolate and made a display of licking my lips before unhooking my bra and sliding it away.  My nipples were achingly hard as they came into Steve\rquote s view.

}{\insrsid6042703 

\'93Ready for the *real* dessert?\'94 he asked.  I nodded and Steve took my hand and led me to the bedroom.

Steve motioned for me to lay back as he began to remove his own clothes.  }{\insrsid10245994 I stripped off my stockings and settled back to watch him.  }{\insrsid15882787 I was almost panting as }{\insrsid10826880 his body}{\insrsid15882787 
 slowly came into view.  The man was gorgeous and I *wanted* him.  When his erection finally came into }{\insrsid10161417 sight}{\insrsid15882787  I started to shift forward towards him.}{\insrsid6042703 

}{\insrsid15882787 

\'93No,\'94 Steve cautioned.  \'93I still have three minutes to collect.  Please lie back.\'94  I gave him puppy dog eyes but complied.  Steve}{\insrsid5970521  joined me on the bed, stretching}{\insrsid15882787  out beside me.}{\insrsid8598511 

\'93I\rquote m going to claim another minute now,\'94 he murmured.  I shivered in anticipation.

\'93Please reach above you and place your hands on the headboard.\'94  I quickly did so, finding it an easy reach.  Steve leaned over and began kissing me.  I kissed back hungrily u
ntil he started kissing my neck and behind my ear.  I just shuddered with each touch and then closed my eyes.  His kisses trailed down my neck and across my collarbone.  Then they continued further south.

\'93Now,\'94 he said, \'93I\rquote ve enjoyed seeing these, but I haven\rquote t tasted them yet.\'94  

With that, I felt his lips fasten around my left nipple.  He began to gently suck, while flicking the tip with his tongue.  Then he began to lick and kiss all around, first one breast and then the other.  }{\insrsid203717 I began to moan as he 
made love to my breasts.  Down below, I was soaking the sheets.}{\insrsid8598511 

}{\insrsid203717 

He found that out for himself a moment later.  Never stopping his ravishment up above, his fingers found my sopping slit and then my hard clit.  I shuddered as he began to stroke me.  I knew this pattern all too well.  It wasn\rquote 
t long before the sparks flew and then I crashed into my second orgasm of the night.

}{\insrsid10045283 When I finally calmed down, catching my breath and feeling the beginnings of afterglow, I realized that Steve was gently holding me, watching my face.  His eyes glowed with awe and delight.

\'93Two more minutes left,\'94 he teased.

\'93Oh, I\rquote m not sure I can take much more!\'94 I gasped, happily.

\'93You can take it,\'94 he affirmed.}{\insrsid10826880   I }{\insrsid2836600 just }{\insrsid10826880 nodded.}{\insrsid10045283 

\'93On your hands and knees.\'94 Steve ordered.

With a groan, I scrambled into position.  Steve knelt behind me and I heard the condom package tear open.

\'93Guide me in,\'94 he said.  I reached back and parted my labia, gently nudging his erection to my entrance.  I heard Steve take a deep breath.

And then he pushed inside me.

}{\insrsid9577742 

Oh gawd.  He slowly filled me and stretched me and my pussy sent happy mini-shocks of delight}{\insrsid14107361 .  He stopped when he was finally buried deep, letting me savor the sensations.  Then he began to move.}{\insrsid9577742 

}{\insrsid14107361 

}{\insrsid10245994 I realized that Steve\rquote s kisses truly were nothing but foreplay.  If those had made me melt}{\insrsid10826880  with their heat}{\insrsid10245994 
, his cock was throwing me in the furnace.  I gasped and moaned as he thrust, varying his speed and angle and power like a sculptor completing his masterpiece.  His hands were on my hip
s, stroking my ass, sliding around to caress my clit.  Meanwhile his cock never stopped.

Soon I was crying in pleasure, tossing and bouncing as he relentless pounded into me.  My shoulders had collapsed onto the bed, leaving me to scream into the pillow.  I lost track.  One orgasm, ten orgasms, a million}{\insrsid10826880 .  I couldn\rquote 
t tell!}{\insrsid10245994   It }{\insrsid7886097 just all}{\insrsid10245994  felt incredible!

Then Steve slowed down to a gentle rhythm.  }{\insrsid12872450 I finally caught my breath.  Not for long though.  He began to pick up the speed, sensing exactly when I needed just a bit more.  }{\insrsid10826880 It}{\insrsid12872450 
 began to build.  Slow steady waves began to flood my entire body, st
arting from my clit and extending through my fingers and toes.  Slow steady strong waves.  They continued to build as Steve thrust into me, continually adding to each other.  I started breathing deeply in the same rhythm, almost catching the waves as they
 rolled.  They built and built and I hung on the edge for what seemed like forever.  Finally I crashed into the biggest orgasm of my life.}{\insrsid10245994 

}{\insrsid12872450 

When I finally recovered my senses, I was still woozy.  }{\insrsid7886097 When I\rquote d caught my breath, }{\insrsid12872450 Steve rolled me onto my back and then laid on top of me.}{\insrsid10826880   I wrapped my arms around him.}{\insrsid12872450 

\'93That was for pleasure,\'94 he told me, looking directly into my eyes.  \'93This last minute is for connection.\'94  I was too tired to laugh.  That last \'93minute\'94 had been well over sixty seconds.

With that, S
teve once again slid his cock inside me.  He began a very gentle motion, as if aware of how tender I might still be.  He never broke eye contact, except for the occasional brief kiss that was just a mere pause as we gazed at each other.  I became aware of
 the warmth of his body, blanketing mine.  I felt my nipples pressed hard against his chest}{\insrsid15664650 
.  His hips gently bumped mine as his shaft slid back and forth.  Steve was right.  This was some place other than pure pleasure.  It was a deep contentment as if this gentle rocking together was all the world was made of.  Connection, he\rquote 
d said.  Connection indeed.}{\insrsid12872450 

}{\insrsid15664650 

Steve saw me smiling.

\'93Penny for your thoughts,\'94 he asked, continuing our slow screw.

\'93Just happy,\'94 I replied.

\'93Anything I can do for you?\'94 he asked.  I grinned when I realized there was.

}{\insrsid10245994 

}{\insrsid14107361 \'93I want you to cum,\'94 I whispered.  \'93I want to feel you cum deep inside me.\'94  Steve looked at me }{\insrsid15664650 and smiled.}{\insrsid14107361 .  }{\insrsid15664650 He speeded up a little until he}{\insrsid14107361 
 was starting to pant.

\'93I want my big strong man to cum,\'94 I rasped.  Steve nodded.

\'93Okay,\'94 he said.  He }{\insrsid15664650 again }{\insrsid14107361 
speeded up his thrusts and I slightly shifted the angle.  A few strokes later he began to moan and I felt his cock throb and twitch inside me.  Then with a long moan he was spurting and then he collapsed on top of me.  I 
kissed his cheek and ran my fingers through his hair until he recovered.  Finally he pulled out, disposed of the condom and cuddled up next to me.

}{\insrsid1851040 

\'93Looks like you enjoyed your minutes,\'94 I mused.

\'93Oh yes,\'94 he affirmed.  \'93That was incredible.  I haven\rquote t had sex this good in a long time.\'94

\'93Really?\'94 I said, surprised and simultaneously flattered.

\'93Really,\'94 Steve replied.  I could sense him thinking.  \'93I think it\rquote s because I\rquote m falling in love with you.\'94

}{\insrsid9379741 My eyes widened.  He suddenly looked abashed.

\'93Look, if it\rquote s too soon to say that . . .\'94

\'93No,\'94 I interrupted.  \'93That\rquote s okay.

}{\insrsid10245994 \'93I\rquote m falling in }{\insrsid9379741 love }{\insrsid10245994 with }{\insrsid9379741 you too.\'94

Steve\rquote s smile lit the room.  He pulled me in for a passionate kiss that I gladly returned.  Sometime later we disengaged and I curled up next to him, my head on his shoulder, his arms around me.

}{\insrsid686804 

\'93So what now?\'94 I asked, snuggling in.

}{\insrsid10245994 \'93Hmmm}{\insrsid686804 .  How about more bets on hockey?\'94 Steve replied.

\'93The Stanley Cup?\'94

\'93I was }{\insrsid15664650 thinking more about next season,}{\insrsid686804 \'94 }{\insrsid15664650 he said. }{\insrsid686804  I smiled and pulled his arm tighter around me.

\'93Okay,\'94 I replied, \'93but only if we change the terms of the bet.\'94

\'93What did you have in mind?\'94

}{\insrsid3227046 \'93Bet}{\insrsid15664650 ting}{\insrsid686804  on winning instead of losing.  Every time the Avalanche win, you owe me two minutes of anything I want.  When the Red Wings win, I owe you.\'94

Steve chuckled and then kissed my cheek.

\'93Deal,\'94 he murmured.

}{\insrsid9245680 

I shifted around until Steve was spooning me.  He held me close, just as I wanted.  We began to drift off to sleep.  }{\insrsid2897080 I let my thoughts }{\insrsid5133245 wander}{\insrsid2897080 .}{\insrsid3368593   }{\insrsid9245680 
This was going to be fun}{\insrsid3368593 , I realized.  }{\insrsid9245680 A season\rquote s worth of games with Steve. }{\insrsid16273715  }{\insrsid14640700 Not to mention}{\insrsid9245680  some great hockey.

}{\insrsid14640700 

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