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I didn’t give a fuck if it made me look eager. I’d waited all damn week to see her again.

Chapter Thirty-Three

Nuni

A nita had to text me her apartment number when I arrived at her place later that evening, seeing as I’d only ever dropped her

off at the kerb.

My dick was already firming up as she buzzed me in, but luckily the elevator was empty when I called it. I tried to ignore the uncomfortable feeling in the pit of my stomach as it shot into the air. Like most demiurgus, I wasn’t all that great with being super high up, but as long as I didn’t think about it or look out the windows in her apartment, I’d be fine.

She was still in her work clothes when she answered the door, and I felt my eyes flare as I stepped into the apartment. Before she could say a word, I was already cupping her face and bending down to kiss her. It had been hell sitting beside her for an hour earlier and not being able to touch her at all.

Anita made a soft sound of surprise into my mouth but kissed me back, her tongue gliding against mine. I kicked the door shut behind me, then lifted her into my arms and walked deeper into the apartment.

I immediately banged into something and almost tripped, seeing as my mouth was still fused to hers.

“Shit.” I glanced down at the sideboard I’d walked into and moved away from it sheepishly, letting Anita slide down my front. “Uh, maybe you should lead the way.”

She chuckled, twining her thin fingers through mine, which made my pulse leap. As she led me through a small, neat living area with a kitchenette tucked to one side, she glanced back at me with a tiny smile. “I was hoping you’d still be in your suit.”

My mouth stretched into a big, filthy grin. “Oh yeah?” Pitching my voice lower, I asked, “Want me to leave it on?”

She laughed as she pushed open a door. “We’ll see.”

Her bedroom was small, but in a nice way. Cosy. And surprisingly colourful. There was a big, patterned throw at the end of the bed, and bright red curtains pulled over the window. The bedside lamp was already on, throwing warm light across dark wood floorboards and a red and gold paisley rug.

Anita turned and stepped closer, her hand settling on my stomach and two fingers slipping between the buttons of my shirt to stroke my skin. My abs tightened instinctively, dick twitching in my pants.

“I had an idea,” she said, her voice husky, before sliding her hands up my chest to push my suit jacket off my shoulders.

I didn’t even care that it landed on the floor in a crumpled heap. I was too intrigued. “Oh yeah?”

“Yes.” She loosened the knot of my tie, making my dick pulse insistently. “But if you’re not up for it, it’s completely fine.”

“I’m up for it,” I said quickly, even though I didn’t know what it was. “I’m totally up for it, dude.”

She chuckled, dropping my tie on the floor. “Wait ’til you see what it is first.”

A twinge of apprehension made me gulp. I had no idea what it could be. Anita was clearly somewhat more adventurous than me in bed, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t be. I could be adventurous as fuck. I mean, I’d let her finger my ass last weekend. That was something, right?

As Anita pushed me back onto the bed, a sudden thought hit me. Oh my god, what if she’d found a way for me to fuck her?

I tried not to get too excited, seeing as there was a strong possibility it wouldn’t be that. Instead, I got busy shuffling up the bed until my head was on pillows that smelled so much like her my dick jerked eagerly in my pants. The bed was nowhere near big enough for me. My feet were still hanging off the end.

Anita was already tugging my shoes off, and my ears fluttered when she looked down and chuckled. “Cute socks.”

I gave her a weak glare. “They’re red-eyed tree frogs. They’re adorable as shit.”

“They are,” she agreed, pulling the socks off.

“So…” I swallowed as she climbed onto the bed and straddled my waist. “What, uh… what’s your idea?”

She grinned, leaning down to kiss me as she unbuttoned my shirt. “Want to fuck me?” she murmured against my mouth.

Holy shit. My hearts started hammering. My cock strained in my pants.

“Yes,” I rasped instantly. “How? Yes. How though?”