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“I’m not—” I stop myself and smile as I realize what she’s doing. “You’re right. I’m freezing.”

“Let me help.” She straddles my lap and all I can think about is how she’s not wearing panties. Just a pair of very short shorts. There’s only a small piece of fabric covering the place I’ve been dying to touch all night.

She moves closer, right up against my crotch. I put my hand on the back of her head and gently pull her mouth to mine and kiss her. With my other hand I grip her ass and pull her even closer. She softly moans as we kiss and begins moving her hips, rubbing herself against me.

I break from her lips and slowly kiss my way to her ear, whispering, “You’re beautiful, Sage.”

She tips her head back and I kiss down her neck, her shoulder, along the area that’s exposed from her loose-fitting shirt. Knowing she’s not wearing a bra, I slip my hand under her shirt, up the side of her ribcage, over her soft smooth skin. She breathes out a moan as I cup her breast and rub my thumb over her nipple. She likes that, her moans getting louder.

When I take my hand away, she lets out a sigh of disappointment, but then softly moans again when my hand goes to her upper thigh, my fingers slipping under her shorts. I immediately feel how wet she is, which shoots my arousal into overdrive. This no-panty thing has got me hard as steel. I’m ready to do it here in this chair but that wouldn’t make for a very romantic first time together, and this chair smells like an old person.

“Yes,” she whispers as I slide a finger in her, and then another. “Don’t stop.”

I love that I’m pleasing her and I love that she tells me. I thought she’d be shy when it comes to this, but she’s not and it’s just another thing I love about her. Not that I actually love her. I just met her.

She trembles a little right before she comes, then cries out as her body’s overcome with pleasure. I keep my eyes on her the whole time. It’s beautiful.She’sbeautiful.

“You still thinking it’s too early to go to bed?” I say in her ear as she catches her breath.

She laughs a little. “Actually, bed sounds great. I’m suddenly really tired.”

“Oh,” I say, disappointed. “Okay.”

It’s fine she doesn’t want to do it. I understand. But I might have to excuse myself and finish what she started.

She gets off me and holds out her hand. “C’mon.”

When we get to the bedroom, I strip down to my boxer briefs because that’s what I wear to bed. She watches, her eyes going to my chest, then my abs, then down to what’s bulging from my boxers.

“Everything okay?” I ask, smiling at her.

“Yeah.” Her eyes move up to my face. “Why?”

“You’re not getting into bed.”

“Right,” she says, seeming flustered. She gets into bed, and just as I’m about to, I see her fling her shorts to the floor. Then she sits up and slips her shirt off, tossing it aside. So I guess she sleeps naked.

I get in beside her and pull her warm, naked body against mine. The feel of her has me so hard it’s practically shoving its way out of my boxers. She feels it against her belly and I hear her swallow, then take a breath. Is she nervous? Or just turned on?

“So…” I say, lightly kissing her neck. “I should probably let you sleep. Since you’re tired.”

“Or you could maybe…” She runs her hand over the front of my boxers, “take these off.”

“I could,” I say, my mouth finding hers, kissing her until I hear that soft little moan again. I slide my hand down between her legs. “But if I do,” I say over her lips, “things are gonna happen.”

“The nightstand,” she whispers, clearly wanting this. I assumed she did but wanted to make sure.

I turn just enough to reach over and open the drawer. There’s a strip of three condoms in there. I tear one off, then reach under the covers and yank off my boxers, finally freeing what will soon be inside her. Just the thought of that turns me on even more. She’s so damn beautiful and I want her. I want her so bad.

She must read my mind because she wastes no time, taking the condom from me and sliding it on. As I position myself over her, she reaches down and guides me inside her.

Closing her eyes, she makes those soft moans I love so much. As I thrust into her, she grabs hold of me and her hips rise, moving in sync with mine.

“Kyle,” she says between breaths.

I thrust deeper, harder, unable to hold back.

“Yes! Right there,” Sage says. We’ve only been going at this a few minutes and she’s already making the sounds she did right before she came on my lap. It’s good she’s fast because I’m about to come. “Yes!” she says as I thrust faster. “Yes! Yes!”

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