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[He lifts a brow at her.]

May I inquire as to how long is 'a while'?

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If we’re talking about the last time someone else has made me come… six months?

If we’re talking about that specific act, much longer.

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[Both brows go up and he whistles.]

Bloody hell, you serious? Is there something wrong with the men in this city?

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[ She actually laughs at his reaction. ]

Maybe it’s me. Maybe I haven’t found anybody that I want to be intimate with lately.

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And what about now?

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[ She takes another sip of her whiskey before answering. ]

We wouldn’t be sitting on my couch right now if I hadn’t.

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[That seems to be the last bit of invitation that he needs and he closes the distance between them, leaning in to press his lips against hers in a tender, warm kiss.]

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[ Her lips part slightly against his when he kisses her and she wraps one of her arms around his neck. Her fingers tangle in his hair at the nape of his neck.

Midge has never been so glad that her parents are out of town and her kids are with her ex-husband. ]

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[His kiss is not pushy, it's slow and sensual, as if he wants to take his time and taste every bit of her lips.]

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[ Midge hums into the kiss, her hands moving to his chest. Her mouth opens wider, allowing him to push his tongue against hers. After a few minutes, they have to part in order to breathe. Midge rubs her nose gently against his, her body already tingling with arousal.

Wordlessly, she reaches down and unties the belt to her robe, shrugging it down off of her shoulders and leaving her in a semi-sheer nightgown. ]

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[When they finally break from kissing he nuzzles her back, a little smile playing at the corners of his mouth and when she unties her robe and lets it fall open that smile just grows.]

You're lovely. [He says softly as his hands slowly slip inside the robe to wrap around her waist and pull her closer.]

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[ The words sound different in his accent and she smiles. ]

I’ll bet you say that to all the girls.

[ Midge wouldn’t have necessarily predicted that they would have ended up here when they first met, but Alfred has a charm and confidence about himself that are irresistible. She wraps her arms around his neck as he pulls her closer. ]

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I really don't.

[He admits honestly before tilting his head to place a few soft kisses against her neck.]

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No? [ Her tone is surprised. ] If this is the only house call you’ve made in New York, then I’m flattered that it’s me.

[ Midge closes her eyes as he kisses her neck. She removes the robe from where it’s gathered around her body and drapes it over the couch. He’s pulled her into his lap by now, the hem of her nightgown riding up to her thigh. She discreetly pulls it down. ]

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I'm not going to lie, I've been with a few birds while I've been in New York but no one that I'd want to see more than once.
And no one who has caught my attention like you have.

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I appreciate your honesty. [ Who knew he was a lothario, but he is charming. ] All of these other birds have flown away?

[ She doesn’t make it a habit to sleep with men who are attached, however tenuously, to other women. ]

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Flown the coop as you American's say.

[He says with a grin and trails his fingers down to the hemline of her nightgown.]

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[ A smile plays at her lips. ]

Good. This bird doesn’t like to share with other birds.

[ Her pulse quickens as his fingers brush over the hem of her nightgown. ]

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I can't say that I'm surprised. [He teases and leans in to kiss the line of her jaw.] You obviously like the spotlight and having everyone's attention on you.

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[ Her eyes flutter closed as she enjoys the sensation of his lips on her jaw. ]

Not all the time. But if I have your attention, I want it to be on me alone.

[ While not a snob, Midge is a princess and likes to be treated as such. She’s high-maintenance. ]

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You have my word.

[And considering he's a gentleman that actually means something and he kisses his way back to her lips, the hand on her leg moving up and inch. Pushing the hem of her nightgown up with it.]

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[ She believes him. Something about hearing it in that accent makes it even more believable.

Alfred is going agonizingly slow, and Midge closes her eyes, trying to be patient. Her breathing and pulse quicken the closer he gets to exposing her. ]

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[Alfred can practically feel Midge's impatience, it radiates off her skin much like the heat he can feel from between her legs and his hand continues it's path all the way there but stops just shy of her by about two inches.]

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[ Midge keeps her eyes closed, waiting for his hand to start moving again, for him to continue pushing up her nightgown and finally make contact with her underwear, but after a solid 5 seconds, he doesn't move again. She opens her eyes and looks at him. ]

You're trying to torture me, aren't you, Alfred?

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Torture? Course not. I'd never do that to a lady.

[He says and leans in to brush his lips against hers in a whisper of a kiss as his hand moves up half an inch.]

Tease on the other hand, yes. Because I can hear how much you're enjoying it.