She seduced him, but he made all the right moves.

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Episode 18

When they got back to Matt’s, Georgia lurched into the elevator. Matt stumbled in behind her. With all the toasts and cheers, she must have refilled their glasses half a dozen times. The doors closed, and she moved close, rubbing her hands down both sides of his body. Matt drew in his breath. She bent her head to his neck and ran her tongue between his ear and his collarbone. Her hands stopped at his belt, and she slipped a hand under the waistband of his pants. His belly tightened.

When the elevator door opened, she pulled away and led the way down the hall. He fumbled with the key, stabbing the keyhole several times before it caught.

Inside the living room, blue-white light seeped in through the blind, casting slatted stripes across the room. She led to the couch and dropped her purse on the cushions. He didn’t resist as she lifted his arms and stripped off his jacket, letting it slide to the floor. Then she pulled out his shirttail and unbuttoned his shirt from the bottom, teasing his skin with her lips as she worked her way up.

When she reached the top of his shirt, she slipped his arms out of his sleeves and tossed the shirt away. His eyes started to film over, and his breath came in shallow bursts. She unzipped his pants, offering her shoulder for balance as he kicked them off.

She sank to her knees, pulled down his briefs, and ran her hands up his legs. Her tongue followed. He shivered, and by the time she reached his thighs, he was ready for her. She took him in her mouth. Moaning softly, he gripped her shoulders and started to thrust. She grasped his buttocks. He pulled her towards him. She let her mouth ride him, feeling him pulse with excitement.

Then, unexpectedly, she pushed him away. He gasped and fell back on the couch, his eyes glittering in the light. She took off her jacket, laying it gently on the couch. She slipped out of her black pants. The silk camisole. She turned around, taking her time, making sure he saw every curve, every angle. His eyes swam with desire.

Straddling his legs, she lowered herself on his lap and guided him inside. He buried his mouth on her breasts and shoved hard into her. Crying, she arched and wrapped her legs around him, angling her pelvis forward, feeling each thrust fill her up. His hands gripped the small of her back, and they rocked back and forth, their coupling so fierce she could hardly catch her breath. When she finally came, she shuddered.

Okay. She’d seduced him. But he’d made the right moves, whispered the right things. So why did Georgia sense a tiny seed of doubt? It wasn’t anything obvious, just a slight hesitation, a subtle shift from passion to awareness. It wasn’t coming from her. She rolled over. Was she just his shiksa after all—there to serve his physical needs while religion took care of the spiritual? That would make it all nicely compartmentalized. Just the way he liked it.

Episodes in the novel will be published on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

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