In her life with John, Lena had not possessed sexual desire, it had possessed her. Sex had been a savage and frantic master, leaving her cold to desire. But Julian's hot kisses were a Disney fairy-tale with all the rough parts left on the cutting-room floor.<br/><br/>Breaking away from his arms, Lena took a moment to catch her breath, eyes now glistening with passion. "Oh Julian," she murmured. "You are a sizzling piece of bacon, but I bet you were beginning to be afraid I was going to work you all night." She smiled wickedly.<br/><br/>"No dear, we're going to have some fun first. We're going shopping and if you're a good boy, I'll let you carry my bags." She ran her hands down her hips, her breath still coming a bit fast. My that got out of hand fast, she thought.