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“The whole weekend?” she finally asks a little breathy.
“Yes. Vayda’s going to her mom’s next weekend so you can tell your pare
nts you’re staying here with Vayda instead. I want to explore this Oakley. I want to explore us, don’t you? I want to spend time with you, and not just stolen moments here and there. Real time. Give us a real chance to be together.”
The thought of waking up with Oakley in my arms makes my cock thrum with anticipation. I’ve never wanted to spoil and give everything to someone before, but Oakley makes me want to do all of that and more.
She sighs and finally meets my gaze in the darkness. “A weekend to see what this is? To see where this is heading?”
I nod and frame her face with my hands. “I think we need this, baby. This isn’t just a fling—at least it’s not for me. I want to find out what it is—what it could be. Don’t you?”
A sexy grin spreads across her face, and her eyes grow heavy-lidded with desire. "I do. I'd love to wake up in your arms and not have to worry about getting caught."
I press my hand against the junction of her thighs with just enough pressure to make her gasp. “I’m looking forward to making you mine.”
Just as she starts to grind her hips against my hand, I lift her off my lap and give her light slap on the ass. “Up to bed, sleeping beauty,” I tease. We’ve already been down here for ten minutes, and I don’t want to risk more time with Vayda in the house.
Oakley turns to me with a sexy grin before she climbs onto straddling me. She presses her heat against my arousal, and I gasp at how hot she is. She threads her fingers into my hair before she whispers against my ear. "I can't wait to make you mine…"
With that, she leaps off my lap and bounds up the stairs.
I’m left alone in the darkness contemplating what I’ve done. What we’re doing is wrong on so many levels and yet I can’t seem to summon a single ounce of regret.
“Fuck!” I curse and push off the couch. I pour myself a neat scotch and swallow down the fiery liquid in one gulp. What the hell am I doing planning a dirty weekend with my neighbor’s daughter—my daughter’s best friend?
10
Oakley
My heart drums in my chest to the frantic beat of an ancient tribal dance we learned about in the ninth grade. My mouth curves with a smile, looking forward to the dance I’m about to do with Levi tonight. We’ve both been anticipating this all week long.
Just as planned, I told my parents I'm spending a girl's weekend with Vayda, and she just left for her mother's about an hour ago. Even though we're being deceitful, I can't help anticipating what it's going to be like finally being with Levi tonight. I'm falling—hard and fast—and it's making me a crazed woman. I want him more than I've ever wanted anything—consequences be damned.
I step through the terrace doors like I have so many times before, only this time the reason for my visit is completely new and different. Excitement bubbles through my veins like a witch’s cauldron ready to conjure a charm. I only hope Levi likes my charm enough.
As I tossed my things into my bag for the weekend, I couldn’t help but wonder if my inexperience is going to be an issue. Sure I’ve been with a few guys, but Levi is all man. I’m sure he’s been with lots of girls in his time. He’s used to experienced women that know exactly what to do to drive him wild. That’s foreign territory for me. Every time I’ve been with a guy they were so eager to get their rocks off foreplay had been a mere fantasy. I grin mysteriously as I think of all the foreplay Levi and I had snuck in since we started this affair a month ago.
I hear soft music playing from the kitchen and drop my bag in the living room before heading in that direction.
My heart flutters like a butterfly at the sight in front of me.
Levi has trimmed his beard and is dressed in dark wash jeans with a button-down shirt that hugs him tightly. His bare feet are the sexiest I've ever seen. The slight lines around his eyes and his facial hair make my body buzz with anticipation and desire. He’s the most delicious looking man I’ve ever seen.
Though there is definitely something to say for a man in a three-piece suit. That’s one of my favorite looks on him when he has to dress up.
He smiles at me with a wicked grin as I step into the kitchen. I don’t recognize the band, but the music sounds like it’s from his generation. I’ve never liked old music, probably because my parents shoved it down my throat every moment they got, but seeing Levi waiting for me in his kitchen, his blue eyes sparkling with excitement, it’s the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard.
“I was starting to wonder if you got lost on the way over,” he teases, walking toward me.
The gravity of what we’re doing isn’t lost on me, but I can’t seem to stay away from this man.
“Sorry, I didn’t know we had a time,” I quip with a bit more sass than intended. My nerves have a way of making me use sarcasm as a defensive mechanism.
“Right now is perfect.” Levi frames my face with his hands and threads his fingers into my hair before he brushes his lips against mine.
I melt under his touch, my legs trembling from his chaste kiss. I want more. So much more.
“Would you like something to drink? Wine?” He picks up a bottle of wine and pours the ruby velvet liquid into a glass before offering it to me.
