A-flutter: Torn

Hearing those two words Jo pressed his lips up against Molia's. He wanted to push her back onto the pool table and ravish her but with her past he knew that restraint is what was required. So, he kissed her slowly but passionately. She kissed him back matching his energy. She became entangled in the emotions of the moment and did not even realize that Jo had lifted her from the table and carried her into the bedroom until he was laying her down on the bed. He gazed into her eyes and asked if she was sure. She made a slight nod to affirm her choice and he kissed her again. He kissed her lips, and neck. He traced the length of her neck to her collar bone and kissed her collar bone softly and deliberately as he removed the strap of her dress to reveal her shoulder and the top of her chest. He took a minute to look at her and drink her in with his eyes. She looked up at him, but how he looked at her was not one of lust and desire. He looked at her with the concentration and appreciation you use when you are trying to remember something important. It was unnerving. She was used to men rushing to sex. His touch was kind, intentional, and thoughtful. If there was one thing she had learned about Jo is that he was a thoughtful man.

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