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were slick with sweat, and she could hear the wet sexual sounds they made together.
    “Yes, now,” she cried out.
    The dam of her release broke and he took her cries into his mouth as her body shook from the intensity of her orgasm. Mikael moaned and his body was taut as he pounded himself inside her and followed her into the bliss of his release. He kept moving and the shaft of his cock rubbed against the sensitive wall of her G-spot sending her into another sweet release. Their bodies heaved as they tried to catch their breath.
    “Holy hell, what was that?” India gasped and willed her heart to slow down to its steady beat.
    “The best damn earthshaking, mind-blowing orgasm a man could ever ask for.”  Mikael took a long, deep breath. “I feel like I took one of those electric ball things and all the hair on my body is standing on end.”
    “I’d do my famous touchdown dance but my toes are tingling and I don’t know if I can walk,” India admitted.
    He snorted. “You have a famous touchdown dance? Next you’ll tell me you have a scoreboard on the back of your headboard.”
    “Oh my God, who told you?” she teased.
    “Really, well we’ll see about that,” he said and rolled her body on top of his. “I want to be the one and only on that scoreboard, so I need to bring my A game.”
    She could felt his cock hardening and reached between them to stroke his length until he groaned.
    “You’re already exceptional and ready again, I see,” she gasped as he took her nipple in his mouth.
    She positioned him at the entrance of her pussy and took him in slowly. He moved and India bit her lip as she accepted him with renewed arousal and excitement. She rode him with wild abandon and let passion take her away.  She fell asleep with his arms wrapped around her and the warmth of his body against her back.
    When the sun woke her in the morning she was sprawled across his broad chest. She lifted her head to look at him while he slept. He was amazing, and the night they shared was unlike any other experience that she’d ever had. But fear crept into her heart and her subconscious came back with a vengeance screaming it was a mistake. What have we done? she thought and closed her eyes in panic. One night of passion meant she was probably going to lose her best friend.

Chapter Two
     
    “No more broth,” India moaned. “Gran, it’s disgusting, let me die of the flu in peace.”
    “I doubt very much you’re suffering from the flu,” her grandmother said.
    India cracked an eye to look at the only woman in her life she could call mom. Etta Newton had her gray hair in soft curls that fell to her shoulder.  Her eyes held concern and merriment, and her face was still smooth even though a hint of age was starting to show. At sixty-six Etta still dated and thought she was in the prime of her life. Both she and Brownie, Mikael’s grandmother, took regular dance classes and went to the gym. They didn’t seem to slow down with age but instead got bolder as they progressed.
    “What do you mean Gran? It’s the flu.” India cracked an eye open and looked at her grandmother. “The flu, right? I don’t have Ebola, do I? You didn’t bring back any tropical disease that’s going to cause the CDC to quarantine our house?”
    Gran snorted. “I doubt I was there when you caught this sickness, Honeybee.” She held up a pregnancy test and waved it around in front of India’s eyes. “Time to go pee.”
    “I refuse, I can’t be pregnant. I know my cycle and I had my period last month,” India said defensively.
    “Do we need to have the talk again?” Gran asked. “Women can have a period early on in a pregnancy.”
    India sat up. “Gran, I’m not pregnant.”
    “Humor me and go pee on the stick, Honeybee.” Gran sat on the side of the bed. “Then if it’s negative we’ll get you tested for Ebola.”
    Anxiousness clenched her stomach. “But Gran, if I’m pregnant…”
    “What, the suit won’t take care of