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It made me feel wicked and seductive the way he was ignoring Academy rules to be with me. Was I that tempting to him? I had to be. The way he looked at me was seductive enough.
There were a few pieces of furniture scattered throughout the downstairs. Part of the realtor’s effort to stage the home for the open house tomorrow. We knocked into a potted palm, stopping for a second to gain our balance.
I stepped out of my heels, leaving them in the kitchen and wandered into the sunroom. The floorplan was similar to Becca and Travis’s, only the mirror opposite. AJ walked behind me. His hands landing on my hips, shimming my dress off my body. I lifted my arms, allowing him to slide the straps over my wrists.
I spun to face him.
His eyes dipped to my breasts, covered in black lace. “Fuck. I want to devour you, Sid.”
I blushed. “Why don’t you?” I teased.
It had to be the wine talking. I didn’t say things like that. But I felt daring and bold. I was turned on by everything AJ said and did. I liked living like a wild gypsy for the night. Making out with my college crush. Crashing someone’s empty house like Goldilocks. It was surreal and scandalous.
“I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop.”
“Who said you had to?” I lifted the straps on my bra and unclasped the hook, freeing my breasts.
He groaned, dipping his head to my chest. I pulled him to me, but AJ didn’t need direction or encouragement. What was it Becca had called him? Mister Sex on a Stick.
My knees almost buckled when he pinched my nipple before sucking it inside his mouth. The combination of piercing pain replaced by the heat of his tongue was exquisite. I needed it again. His tongue rolled over the tight bud before he moved to the right side.
“Oh, God.” My head fell back. My hair cascaded along my bare shoulders, tickling my spine. I didn’t know if anything had ever felt so wickedly good.
My breath hitched when AJ rose, bringing my attention to his eyes.
“This could get out of control really fast.”
I bit my lip. “I guess we don’t want that.”
“I want to see you again, Syd.” He wrapped his arms around my waist, dragging my body to his. “Buy you a coffee this time.”
I giggled. He kissed along my neck and my throat. “I’d like that,” I admitted.
“Good. Sunday brunch date it is.”
“Then I’m skipping coffee and having a mimosa.”
“You can have whatever you want,” he growled.
His thumbs hooked against the tiny strings on either side of my hips and with one breath he had slid them to my ankles.
“But I—”
He stroked the slick heat between my legs and I whimpered with just how much his fingers aroused me.
He kissed me, searing my lips with a kiss that promised another date and another.
“Oh fuck me,” I purred when his fingers pushed inside me.
“Not tonight,” he whispered. “Three dates at least,” he joked, plunging deeper until a long moan fell from my lips.
I was a prisoner to the ecstasy he punished me with. I rocked into him, clenching and squeezing every time his fingers moved inside me. My core tightened with sensational rhythm. One that was going to drive me right off a cliff. I clutched AJ’s shoulders while I shook. I convulsed with an orgasm that had been building since the minute we were reintroduced. It skyrocketed under my skin.
“Holy fuck, you’re sexy.”
My eyes opened and he was staring at me. Watching me with lustful wonder. Desire.
I exhaled as the last wave washed away.
