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Maybe it’s the lightness of her. The colors. The laughter lurking in her words. The acceptance in her eyes.

Jesus. Gone. I’m fucking gone for this girl, and I have no clue what the hell I’m doing anymore.

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“Ocean…” Her voice hitches as I lift her sweater, revealing her bra. It’s white with red hearts, and it hugs her tits, her hard nipples peeking through the thin fabric.

Holy fuck. My mouth waters.

Just a quick taste. A flash of pleasure and happiness. Not too much to ask, right? Before I buckle down again to take care of others—of Jason, of my brother, of my parents.

A moment for myself, a moment with this sexy girl before she changes her mind.

A girl who’s lifting her arms so that I can tear the sweater off her, who shakes out her flame-red hair and looks at me with eyes dark with desire.

She wants me. Right now she wants me and is reaching for me. I’ll take it. Can’t hold back, even if a soundtrack of “bad idea, bad idea” is running in a loop through my head.

Want her too fucking bad.

I press my mouth to the mounds of her tits, inhaling her fruity scent. I tug down the fine cups of her bra and lick her nipples, one after the other. They’re large and dark. Hard. Sweet.

Goddammit, she has the prettiest tits in the world. Large, heavy, creamy, soft. I want to rest my head on them. I want to fuck them with my dick, come all over them.

She moans when I draw one nipple into my mouth and suck, teasing it with the tip of my tongue. Her hands tighten on my shoulders, short nails digging into my flesh. Her soft lips part, her eyes wide and unfocused as I tease her with my mouth, as I lift her skirt and slip one hand under her tiny panties.

I switch to her other nipple, closing my eyes, her taste, her scent turning me on like nothing else. Lifting my hand to her other breast, I torture her dusky nipple and tease her opening with the other. She’s hot and wet as I ease a finger inside her. She gasps and clenches, and oh fuck, it’s all I can do not to come in my pants.

“Ocean…” she breathes my name, and I groan deep inside my throat. She’s so sexy.

I push a second finger inside her, and she shakes. Another moan escapes her. She bites her lip, obviously struggling to keep quiet. I want her to be loud, to be unable to hold back.

But we’re not alone in my apartment.

Next time, I vow. If there is a next time. We’ll be alone. And I’ll make her scream and beg for more. I’ll spoil her for any other lover. I’ll make her come again and again until she can’t move, can’t walk.

If only I could keep her. If only she would stay.

But when she finds out more about me, about who I am and where I’m coming from, she’ll hate me just like my family does.

I release her sweet nipple from my mouth and lift up to kiss her. She wraps one leg around my hip, and I fuck her faster, harder with my fingers as I suck on her tongue.

She cries out, the sound lost in the kiss, as she tightens like a vise. She’s coming, rippling and milking my fingers.

Fuck, yeah. Like that, babe. Goddamn beautiful.

My dick twitches and jerks, and I almost get off just from watching her, feeling her, hearing her.

Need to be inside her. Need my dick to be where my fingers are, in that heat and snugness. My heart is racing, my pulse pounding in my ears. My whole body is tight with need.

But then she’s shoving at my shoulders, frantic, and I ease out of her, pull my hand out of her panties.

“Kay?” I reach down and push on my aching dick. “What—?”

“Listen.”

All I want is to find relief. I haven’t come in what feels like ages, and having her here, with her scent on my fingers, her moans still ringing in my ears, I’m two seconds away from shooting my load.

But I listen, and finally a sound filters through the rush of blood in my head, and I wrench the door open.

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