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But why’s she being so coy? Surely she’s aware of this electricity between us.
She’s seen my own body’s reaction to hers already. Why so tame, though?
“I’d… I…,” she stammers, flushing red and making me lean over toward her.
Eager to get closer.
“What is it?” I ask, taking her tiny chin between my thumb and forefinger.
Adoring the way she looks up at me with those crystal clear, deep baby blues.
“I was hoping you’d maybe stay a while,” she murmurs, almost laughing but stopping herself.
Blushing harder.
Both of us feeling that thing again. This undeniable energy between us.
“Right now, I wouldn’t wanna be anywhere or with anyone else,” I promise her. “WhoeverI am.”
There’s a little silence while her eyes search mine, but I have to ask it eventually.
“Do you maybe have an aspirin or two?” I ask, moving my hand to the back of my head but knowing well enough not to touch it right now.
“Steve Carter?” she asks me right back, smiling, so I don’t feel like I even need an aspirin.
“I’ll get you some aspirin,” she says, moving across the small living area to what I assume must be the kitchen.
The tiny bathroom is obviously just a few feet away.
Damn. We gotta get you outta here girl. Let you feel a real house under your feet. Let you have choices for a better life.
She doesn’t move far, but it’s enough to give me a clearer view of what I know my own body wants.
Hers against mine. That ass. Those hips.
Me, balls deep inside her. No other way to put it.
“You okay with tap water?” she chimes, slotting some white shapes into a clean glass.
The edge on my hard-on intensifies.
“Anything you have for me is just fine,” I drawl, half-shaking my head as I watch her thick little body shifting under those winter clothes.
Begging to be free.
Needing to be in my hands instead of just on my mind.
“I feel silly, really,” I confess. Wanting her to be more at ease when I notice her hands tremble as she passes me the fizzing glass.
“Frightening you like that, I mean. Passing out,” I add, taking a gulp of the cloudy saccharin mixture but the real cure is her presence.
The sight of her. Knowing I have her full attention.
The sound of people in the hall suddenly makes my mood darken for a moment.
Like it’s her boyfriend or, even worse still…husbandcoming home.
But it’s nobody.
