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I let go of the tension in my shoulders. Her hands fall with me.
“I’m sorry,” I tell her. “You’re right. I just… don’t do this. Ever. But let’s change that.”
I realize that my unease is not sexy at all, so I decide to take charge.
I grab her hand off of my shoulder and lead her toward my apartment elevator.
Inside, I click the button for the tenth floor, then hurriedly click the close button so we can have the elevator all to ourselves.
Before the doors slide all the way shut, I throw myself at Heather.
I pin her against the wall of the elevator.
The breath leaves her mouth.
My lips find hers and our tongues tangle in the taste of tequila. I want her. Desperately.
Her hand reaches down in curiosity, gripping my hard cock, and she releases a small gasp in finding it.
I wrap my hand around her leg and pull it higher, grinding myself into her.
Heather clasps my shirt.
Her teeth bare down on my shoulder.
And when I can barely stand to have her clothed a second longer, the elevator bell dings, and the doors open once more.
I take her hand and lead her to my apartment.
I fumble with the keys.
Heather strips away her shirt, which is only more of a distraction.
“Struggling to stick it in?” Heather asks.
I unlock my door and let us in. I tell her, “Never.”
Then I rip my tie off of my neck and throw it across the floor.
“Nice apartment,” Heather says, kicking her skirt over the coffee table.
She’s wearing the most incredible lingerie set as if she were planning for something like this to happen. Her panties are see-through and black. Her bra cups are pink, but lined with black. She has nice, full tits that I want to bury my face into.
I keep stripping until I’m down to my briefs.
“Get over here,” I tell her, reaching for her waist and pulling her body into mine.
Her skin presses into mine.
Heat overcomes me.
I thought I was hard before, but it’s nothing compared to what I feel now.
Heather must feel it too because she moans for me when my cock brushes against the inside of her thigh.
“Will you fuck me already, Walsh?” she whispers.
I’m not going to argue with that.
