Reverend Feelgood by Lutishia Lovely

Author:Lutishia Lovely
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2010-03-26T16:00:00+00:00

Mark stripped off his clothes and stepped into the shower, fully prepared to masturbate. Not tonight, son, a voice whispered into his mind’s ear. Your wife needs you. Mark showered, lotioned his body, put on a robe, and sat in the sitting area of the immense master suite, thinking. Could he have really heard what he thought he heard?

Simone drank the tea but she didn’t taste it. Her mind was in turmoil, her body hummed with unreleased passion. Thinking a hot shower would help, she hurriedly shed her clothes and stepped under the nozzle, letting the pounding of the hot water knead her tense muscles. But there were tense muscles the water couldn’t reach, and only one person she wanted to knead them. She finished washing, dried off, lotioned herself, and crawled between the cool sheets.

The tears came of their own volition. Simone had lived a fairly charmed life by most standards, and aside from Nate, had gotten just about everything she wanted. Now she wanted someone more than she’d wanted anyone in her life, including Nate, and she couldn’t have him. He was her husband, and she couldn’t have him! Please God. You know I love Mark and you know I’m now in love with him. Please touch his heart, God, and let him know that my love is true. I know he’s been hurt, God, that he’s afraid to love and lose again. Please let him know that I’m for real, God. My love is for real! Simone tried to stifle the cry of anguish that tore from her throat. She buried her head in the pillow to suppress the sound of her sobbing.

Mark placed his ear against Simone’s door. His heart clenched, both that she was crying, and that she was crying for him! He turned the knob quickly and walked inside. “Simone.”

Simone’s eyes flew open. She sat straight up in bed, too shocked to remember that she was naked. “Mark. What is it? I was just…”

“I know.”

“I just prayed that…”

“I know. And before you called Him, He answered. And while you were yet speaking, He heard.” Mark knew Simone had no idea of the picture she painted, with the night lights from the garden streaming through the bedroom window. She looked like a goddess, her hair tumbling over her shoulders, breasts jutting out in greeting. “I love you, Simone.”

“I am in love with you, Mark Simmons.”

Mark let the robe fall as he walked toward the bed. Simone’s eyes quickly moved from his face to his manhood. It was glorious in its erection, bobbing before him like a sword ready to duel. Simone watched and waited, barely daring to breathe, lest she inhale too deeply, wake up and realize the moment was only a dream.

“The dream” climbed into her bed and on top of her. Simone relished the weight of Mark’s bulk pressed fully against her. She couldn’t get enough of him, as her hands moved from his hair to his shoulders to his taut buttocks. She

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