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She’s even more incredible than I first thought. She’s intelligent, able to speak several languages, funny, with a dry sense of humor that has shown up now that she’s less nervous. She’s gentle and sweet, the kind of woman that no man could ever resist.

And of course, she’s beautiful.

She’s been driving me wild since I saw her through her bedroom window earlier tonight, no before that, on the beach with the sun shining down on her. Now, as she’s dressed for our meal and looking like a goddess, I feel like the luckiest man in the world. How is it that I get to sit opposite her, to laugh and talk with her, to give myself the slightest hope that one day she might be mine? She’s so damn perfect, she should be unattainable.

But I don’t want to believe that I don’t have a chance. I’ve seen the way she looks at me. She has this kind of awe in her eyes like she doesn’t quite understand me, but she wants to. She’s as curious about this whole thing as I am. Here we are, making bold statements about following one another across the globe…maybe having me move to California for her wouldn’t be such a bad thing after all. But the thought of her moving here for me…well, it sends shivers down my spine. I want it more than I thought would be possible.

But one step at a time. This is our first night together. I want to live in this moment, not in our potential future. I pay for our meal and stand to help August out of her chair. Her arm slips easily through mine. It’s past midnight now, and if I was a gentleman, I’d take her straight home. But when she grips my arm with a sultry smile I know I’m powerless to resist her.

“Where to?” she whispers. She has no intention of ending the night here, either. I look deep into her eyes, feeling my possessive urges rising to the surface. I need her. I can’t let her go. The caveman instincts inside me are telling me to grab her, to kiss her hard, to take her home and fuck her like a wild animal.

“I have good wine at my place,” I say before I can stop myself. Maybe this is a bad idea. Betraying my best friend, her father, the most important person in both of our lives. But as I stare at August, I realize that she matters more to me than anyone’s opinion.

Feelings might get hurt in my pursuit for her, but I can’t bring myself to care anymore. She’s destined to be mine, and I won’t have it any other way.

“Let’s go,” August whispers in a sultry voice. She sends a jolt through me, my cock standing to attention at the suggestive nature of her words. She wants this just as badly as I do. How can I deny her this when it’s her fantasy as much as it is mine?

I could grab us a cab, but on a beautiful night like this, it seems right for us to walk. August clings to my arm the whole way back, wobbling a little on her heels. This walk is sobering, too. I think maybe that’s a good thing. I want her to be sure that her feelings aren’t just wine-fueled, a product of a nice night together.

I want her to want me for real. I need the real deal. I want her to be consumed by her lust for me, the way I am for her. Each time I glance at her, I can feel my heart beating faster, my cock surging, adrenaline pumping through my veins. She doesn’t even realize just how perfect she is.

She’s got it all. The beauty, the brains, the sweetness of a young woman that I find so attractive. And yet, it’s hard to believe there are twenty years between us. She makes me feel younger, and she’s so mature for her age. It doesn’t feel like an older man dating a young woman. She feels like my perfect fit.

By the time we reach my apartment, I can tell that August is tired. It’s close to one AM. I should really just let her sleep at my place and pick up where we left off another time. After all, I don’t want to rush things with her…

But one glance at her and I know I won’t be able to stop myself from making a move on her. Not when she looks so damn good. Not when it feels like I’ve been waiting a lifetime for her to come along. I wish I could just dive on her now and make her mine, plowing deep into her pussy. But I have to have some level of restraint. I need to be sure this is what she wants.

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