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  “Okay,” Verity said. She stepped close to him and ran her hands over his chest. He was strong, and there was something very sexy about the hair on his chest. She’d never felt a real six pack before. She ran her hands across his stomach and back over his chest. “I’ve never seen a man in person who looks like this.”

  “I’m one of a kind, that’s why.”

  “I think you might be,” she said, “Are you okay? You’re not feeling violated or used or anything?”

  He shook his head and smiled.

  “You have beautiful teeth,” Verity said, and moved closer to him. She kissed his mouth again and his kisses were making her want more. She took his hands from by his side and placed them on her waist. She continued to kiss him, hoping he might move his hands onto her bottom, but he left them exactly where she’d placed them. She realised that she was in charge, so she moved his hands to her bottom. He laughed a little into her mouth which made her smile and made kissing hard. “So, if you were in charge what would you be doing next?” she asked.

  “Removing more clothes and lying down on my bed.”

  Verity nodded and followed Adrian to his bedroom. He turned on a lamp next to his bed and Verity looked around his room. She turned back to watch him remove all of his clothes. Her mouth hung open. He had an amazing body. He had broad shoulders, strong arms, a rippled chest and abdomen, and a vee from his hips that angled to his groin leading to a smooth-looking erect penis. He reclined on the bed and Verity crawled up the bed to be beside him. She wanted to touch his penis. She wanted to know that a penis wasn’t a bogeyman and it wasn’t going to hurt her. She kissed him on the mouth and moved her hand onto his penis. It was smooth and warm and it didn’t feel scary at all.

  “Seeing as you’re in charge, would you like to put this on me?”

  Verity looked at the condom and smiled. She didn’t even know where he’d gotten it from. She looked at the packaging. Wow. She hadn’t put on one of these for a long time. She undid the package and moved the condom to the tip of his penis and started unrolling it.

  “It’s inside out,” he whispered.

  Verity laughed and turned it over and squeezed the tip as she rolled it down. She moved her hand up and down a few times and smiled. He had a nice looking penis. She wasn’t sure exactly why she thought it looked nice, but it did. She hadn’t really seen many penises, but there was a bit of desensitising training in the counselling that involved looking at naked men in magazines. He looked better than those, and, based on what the other women had said, Adrian had a good sized penis. She felt like a pervert with that thought. “I feel like I’m using you here.”

  “I’m not objecting to the way you’re touching me. You’re being very gentle with me and you seem happy. If it makes you feel good and you’re happy with the outcome then I’m very okay with whatever you do to me,” Adrian said, “And if you change your mind at any time, just stop. Even if I’m about to have the most outstanding orgasm of my life and you’re done, stop.”

  Verity laughed, “Thank you. Um, can we turn off the lights? You have an amazing body, and I really don’t. I’d prefer if you didn’t see me because I’m pretty hideous. Would you mind?”

  “Uh huh. You’re in charge,” he replied, rolling over to turn off the lamp.

  Verity wasn’t sure why he had smiled at her comment, but she moved further up the bed in the darkness and found Adrian’s mouth. He put his arms around her as they kissed and she moved her hand down his abdomen and onto his erection again. “This is stupid,” Verity said, moving off the end of the bed, “I don’t like the dark either.”

  Adrian rolled over and turned on the light. Verity was standing beside the bed looking at him. She definitely wanted to try and have sex with him. It felt like a once in a lifetime opportunity for a man this attractive to want her like she wanted him.

  “Do you want to see me naked?” Verity asked.

  Adrian nodded, “But I can tell you’re not comfortable with the thought of being naked or in the dark. I’m going to assume that something really bad happened to you while you were naked in the dark.”

  Verity nodded, “It did. But I want to get over it. I want to know that being naked is okay. I want to know that being naked and vulnerable doesn’t have to be bad. I only ask that you please don’t point out that I’m fat because I already know that.”

  “What? I got everything except for the last part. People have all sorts of ideas of what fat is I guess, but I have never called a woman fat and I wouldn’t care if she was. If you want to know, you’re actually on the thin side.”

  “Oh. Okay. I forget that some times. Thank you.”

  “Verity, you’re a beautiful woman, and I want to see your beautiful body. I want to see you proud of it, flaunting it, loving it, like you were on the dance floor,” Adrian said, rolling on his side, “I know it’s beautiful, regardless of shape, size, colour, scars, or whatever. It’s yours and it’s beautiful and I want you to know it’s beautiful.”

  Verity smiled and unzipped her dress at the back. She let it fall to the floor and put her hands on her hips. Adrian whistled and raised his eyebrows. Verity turned around in a circle.

  Adrian got off the bed and moved to her, “Verity, you have a terrific body. Seriously. You look amazing. I even like your underwear.” He kissed her and reached around her back to undo her bra.

  Verity liked it. She liked feeling him close. His hands moved expertly over her skin and when his mouth moved to her neck she was in ecstasy. It had been so long since a man had kissed her neck like that. “Oh, Adrian.”

  “Oh yes,” he replied, “If you need to stop say so, but my hand is about to go down the front of your underpants.”

  Verity laughed and put her arms around his neck as she kissed him again. His hand slid inside her underwear and she sucked in air before kissing him again. She found herself opening up for him, lifting her leg around his again, and enjoying that his fingers knew what they were doing.

  “You’re so wet for me,” he whispered, kissing her neck again, “You’re feeling sexy, I know you are. If you’re feeling it then go with it, do what feels good for you. If you don’t like it, say so.”

  “I like it.” Verity was lost in the sensations. Maybe being a little intoxicated was helping but what he was doing with his fingers and his lips was like nothing she’d ever felt before. “I want you to be on top of me. But when you’re on top, I want you to be a man. I mean a real man, not a bad man, a good man. I want you to show me how a man treats a woman,” Verity said, her eyelids flickering as his fingers and lips moved.

  Adrian moved his face between her breasts and took the middle of her bra between his teeth. He pulled it gently away and knelt down in front of her. He kissed her abdomen and slid his hands inside the back of her underwear and pulled them down. He smiled up at her as she lifted her feet to step out of them. “You’re beautiful,” he said, “Really, really. Natural is beautiful.” He stood up and swept her off her feet and carried her to the bed. She’d never been carried like that before and it was only for a split second that she felt embarrassed about her weight because he was carrying her with ease. Adrian suddenly seemed like the cover of an old romance novel, and she was about to be the wanton wench carried away for him to have his wicked way with her. Adrian placed her on the bed and moved between her legs. “How do you want your man to treat his woman?”

  “I want it like you love and respect me,” Verity whispered, looking up at his face.

  He gave her a slight nod and inched closer. She was desperately anticipating the impact but he was moving slowly. The last man to be inside her was a monster. She wanted the monster erased. She wanted control over her vagina again, and right now she wanted to grab Adrian and pull him in, like ripping off a bandage, but she felt sure he knew what he was doing. He moved down to kiss her and eased himself gradually inside her. Verity felt every centimetre of him and let out an exaggerated sigh. It felt good. He pulled out a little and entered her again with a
roll of his hips. It was incredible. In an instant, sex was incredible. He continued rolling his hips in a way she’d never experienced before. He was kissing her lips, and his hand came to her breast. Squeezing gently and thumbing her nipple. Verity was in ecstasy. This complete stranger was making love to her and making her feel like she hadn’t felt in so long, like she never thought she could feel again. He was incredible. There was so much sexual expression in his every movement and it was genuine. He was the epitome of male power, and he was being so tender that Verity felt feminine and sexy under his body. She lifted her hips to meet his and moved her hands up his strong arms to his shoulders.

  “All I need now is for you to say you love me,” she whispered, looking at his face.

  “I love you,” he whispered hurriedly, and kissed her hard.

  Verity closed her eyes and tears ran down into her ears. She kissed him and held him close as he continued to move her. He moved his hips harder and faster over the next ten minutes in response to her body. She let him go and gripped the sheet instead. She pulled her face away from his and turned her head to the side as her moans and whimpers reached a crescendo with the pleasure her body was feeling.

  “Oh, that was so good,” she panted, turning back to look at him.

  “I’m not done with you yet,” he said.

  Verity smiled, she’d already had an incredible orgasm. He seemed to be grinding her clitoris between her pubic bone just right to have two orgasms in one already. She had no idea what else he had in mind but she was so wet she thought he’d slide right out. She dug her nails into his shoulders as his thrusts were like a vibration. Something was happening. “Oh no, oh no, I have to pee.”

  “That’s not pee, babe, just go with it,” Adrian said, as he continued to move against her.

  “Oh my god, oh, oh, oh,” Verity eyes rolled back and her hands flopped to the bed.

  “Good woman,” Adrian breathed, “Can I come too?”

  “Yes,” Verity said. Adrian moved up more onto his knees and pulled her legs over his thighs. She looked up at him and was amazed by how good he looked reaching his orgasm. She was in awe as his face changed for his release and it made her bite her bottom lip. It was the sexiest thing she had ever seen. She’d never seen it before, and it was something she definitely wanted to see again.

  “How was it for you?” he asked, moving her legs from his.

  “It was the most incredible thing I’ve ever experienced. I have no idea what that last part was,” Verity said, trying to lick the roof of her mouth which was drying out.

  “Female ejaculation,” Adrian said, kissing her cheek, “You can do it yourself if you can get excited enough and ride your ridges right. There’s a gland in there that likes a little stimulation.”

  Verity laughed and ran her hands down his arms, “You’re inconceivable. I don’t know how I got so lucky to be here with you,” Verity said. Adrian winked at her and moved out from between her legs. Verity watched him walk away from the bed. He had an astounding arse. She imagined that in a well-fitting pair of jeans it would make her think of cowboys and going for a wild ride. Her smile fell away and she felt guilty. She was thinking like a slut. She realised she should hurry up and get dressed while he was gone so she moved off the bed and looked around for her underwear. She unrolled them and clumsily got into them and found her bra.

  “Are you okay?” he asked, coming back with a glass of water for her.

  She did up her bra and took the water. “Yes.” She had a sip and looked him. “I’m sorry I asked you to tell me you loved me and for crying at how good the sex was. That’s a bit full on from a stranger, isn’t it?”

  Adrian moved his thumb across her cheek and shook his head, “No apologies. If this was the first time since, it must be a relief to know you can enjoy it. Did I give you what you needed?”

  “More than I needed,” Verity said putting her hand on his. He smiled again and it suddenly dawned on her what might be happening here. “Um, you’re not a, how do I say this, do you need to be paid? If you are, whatever the male equivalent is, that’s totally fine, I don’t judge people for their job, but I just wish you’d told me. I don’t know how much I have on me, but I know you were worth every dollar.”

  Adrian laughed, “That’s so sweet. You thought I was a professional? No, I’m just good in bed, babe. I’m actually a Police Officer.”

  “Oh? Oh. That’s terrific. I’m a law abiding citizen and I assure that I have never thought about paying for sex before, right up until thirty seconds ago. I’m so sorry. I’ve never done anything like this in my life.”

  “Are you sorry? About the sex I mean.”

  “No, no way. It was the most incredible sex I’ve ever had. I thought maybe it was the best sex I’d had in a long time, but no, our sex wasn’t like that. We only knew what we knew about each other. We didn’t really get a chance to explore and get really excited or anything. Separate dorms for gender and all that. It wasn’t entirely romantic. I think it would have been if we got the chance. Anyway, he’s not here, and the here and now is mind-blowing. I didn’t think I would ever want sex again, but you changed that for me. You gave me hope, Adrian. Not just about being able to enjoy sex, but to know that there are good men out there.”

  “There definitely are.”

  Verity looked down at Adrian’s naked body and back to his face. “I’m babbling, I know, but like I said, I’ve never done anything like this before, so I should probably just leave now, or wait until you’re asleep and leave, or something. Is that what I do? Is this a one-night stand? It is, isn’t it? I just leave, right? Once the sex part is done, I just go before things get awkward?”

  Adrian laughed, “You can do whatever you like. If you’re going to leave right now, I’ll escort you out of the building and make sure you get in a taxi. I’ll take the taxi driver’s badge number and licence plate, and make sure you have enough money to pay to get home.”

  Verity smiled, “You do all that?”

  “I do. I don’t know what other people do, but that’s what I do. If you never get to where you were going, at least I have details about the last person who saw you after me.”

  Verity smiled and looked at his body again. “And do you do it naked?”

  “I could, upon request,” he replied, “Like what you see?”

  Verity nodded, “You have an unbelievable physique. I’ve never seen a body like this outside of movies or magazines. You’re obviously very fit.”

  “I try,” he replied.

  “Are you interested in a relationship?” Verity asked.

  “Not specifically. I haven’t had great luck with relationships. One day I’ll be ready to start one, but I’m not now.”

  “Me either, so that’s perfect,” Verity said, “I’m so glad I met you.”

  “Thanks. So, is the person who hurt you in gaol?”

  Verity nodded, “Yes, but it’s going to go to trial at some point and I might have to see him again. I don’t think there’s an AVO, or a PVO, or a restraining order or anything, but they said they’d tell me if he was released. I don’t know much about law. I know a lot about numbers though.”

  “Do you need any tips on going to trial?”

  Verity looked down at his naked body and back to his face. “I’m being a total perve here, but your body is amazing. This is a hard discussion to embark on with a naked man.” She put her head down. “Oh god, I just had a one night stand. I suppose that will come up in the trial now. I don’t know what I was thinking. I am a slut. I’m thinking like a slut and enjoying sex. He was right, I’m a fat slut.” She picked up her dress from the floor and put it over her head.

  Adrian moved behind her and did up her zip. “It’s bullshit.”

  “What is?” Verity replied.

  Adrian took pants from his drawer and put them on. “You can have a one-night stand every night of the week, and it makes no difference. Enjoying sex doesn’t make you a slut. It’s a stupid word. I would never call a woma
n that, and I don’t like to hear you say it about yourself. If you were sexually assaulted, you were sexually assaulted. Consenting to having sex every day with a different man is a choice. Being raped is a crime.”

  Verity spontaneously hugged him, “Thank you. It’s just that he called me a fat slut when he raped me.”

  “Because he’s an arsehole and it was a mind game,” Adrian said, stroking her shoulder, “What happened wasn’t your fault.”

  “Thank you. This conversation is ruining your night, isn’t it?”

  Adrian shook his head, “Not at all. I have absolutely empathy for what you went through. I often attend in the aftermath, and I know how broken a woman can feel. If there’s anything I can do let me know.”

  “You’ve done so much for me already. I haven’t really talked about what happened with anyone except the Police and doctors and the rape counselling groups they made me attend. I suppose you are a Police Officer, but it’s not a nice topic. It’s not easy to let go, but right now I actually feel like I got some power back. The walk through the city with the others, and being able to dance and feeling safe with being flirtatious were great too. And on top of that I can enjoy sex and only feel a little bit guilty.”

  “How do we erase that little bit, Verity? You shouldn’t feel guilty about enjoying consensual sex or stimulating your body and mind. How can I assure you that sex on your own terms, with a consenting adult, not hurting another person, is absolutely one hundred percent okay to enjoy?”

  “I think I’m at ninety five percent,” Verity smiled, “Let’s see what you can do with this. Are you ready?”

  Adrian nodded.

  “Okay, the short version is that I was held captive by one of my father’s friends for three months. I was locked in my room with no clothes and barely any food, and he raped me every day without fail. He impregnated me, aborted the baby himself in a very violent way with a kitchen implement, and tried to kill me.”

  Adrian closed his eyes and took her in his arms, holding her close to his body. “Verity, I can’t even express how disturbing and shocking that is. You did nothing wrong. You’re a beautiful woman, and you deserve to be admired. You’re an intelligent woman, and you deserve to be treated with respect. You’re a good woman, and you deserve only the best. That man is a criminal and while you may never completely get over what happened, your best revenge is living your life and taking back what’s rightfully yours. You have the right to feel beautiful, and sexy, and to enjoy passion, and you have the right to say ‘no’ and be listened to.”