Tina tugged up her jacket collar and scaled the slope. Each footstep crunched into the icy surface, giving her a precarious foothold. Finally, she made it to the level parking lot and paused to catch her breath. Only snow could make an oil-stained, gum-marred parking lot look pretty. It was pristine, like a meadow in the woods covered with a fleecy blanket. She could appreciate its beauty even more if she was home watching it under a blanket of her own.
With Carlos's strong arms around me...
Tina jerked with the impact of that thought. Why did he continually invade her mind? Why did her body and heart still cry for him? He'd made his intent clear. She should move on. Find someone else to warm her bed and fill her body to ease this painful need.
No one could love me like Carlos. His kisses, his big hands dancing along my body, his hard cock spearing me...
She squeezed her eyes shut and willed away the images. It was bad enough the memories invaded her at night when she was alone and vulnerable, she didn't need their assault when she was on duty.
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