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Fuck yes I will. Breathlessly, I nodded. "Yep."
Olive leaned sideways, grabbing her bag off the seat and fixing her dress as she opened the door and climbed out. She waved at Jeffrey. "Thanks."
Jeffrey's eyes lifted to meet mine in the mirror. "Will this be an overnight adventure or just a few hours?"
Outside on the street, Olive twirled in a circle, the moonlight making her freckles dance. God, she was fucking beautiful. "I'll text you in the morning. Take the night off."
Jeffrey nodded and gave me an amused smile. "Have a nice night, Mr. Wilson."
"You too, Jeff."
A nice night indeed.
In any normal situation, I would have been grossed out by the smell of urine on the moldy carpet of the lobby. The cockroach skittering past the community mailboxes would have had me spinning on my heel.
But as it turned out, it wasn't just kissing Olive that made the world fall away. It was every single thing about her. Her presence alone captured me, enveloping me in a bubble that carried me out to space.
It took us nearly ten minutes to reach the third floor with how often we stopped to kiss. I couldn't take my hands off her. It was the smell of her hair, the texture of her skin, the way she gripped my hand as she led me up another level.
I'd never craved a woman as much I wanted her. We stumbled into her apartment, her arms linked around my neck as she guided me through the darkness. My foot collided with something hard and metal by the front door.
"Fuck."
With her lips still pressed against mine, I could feel her smile and laughter press against my face. "Come on. In here."
We tumbled through a door behind her. The hazy light of the moon spilled through the third floor window and illuminated her bedroom. But I wasn't looking at the furniture. I couldn't take my eyes off of her.
Biting her lip, she pushed her fingers against my chest. My back hit the wall, and she grinned. "Stay."
I wanted to do anything but...yet, I didn't move.
She eased backward, keeping her eyes on me, her smile coy.
This was a game, and if I wanted to advance, I needed to listen to her. Not only that, resisting my urge to touch her was turning me on.
When her legs hit the mattress, the shadows shifted, the light moving from her face to her dress. Her hands lifted behind her, reaching for her zipper. The only sound was my heart reverberating in my ears and the slow hum of her dress opening.
The fabric slid off her shoulders, down her arms, and pooled at her feet. The light caught the tip of her breasts.
My cock hardened again, and a moan escaped me.
She chuckled. "Do you want me, Lucas?"
Did I ever. "Can I have you?"
"Yes."
My hands were already on my belt buckle as I closed the distance between us. My pants dropped at the same time her hands ripped at my shirt, popping off buttons. I kicked off my shoes as she yanked my shirt over my head.
Blind by my shirt, our laughter meshed together, and her hands gripped my waist, yanking me forward onto the bed. We collapsed backward on the mattress, and as I weaseled out of my shirt, her hands clawed at my chest, rolling me on top of her.
Her tits pressed against me, and my cock slid between her thighs.
As I tossed my shirt across the room, I exaggerated a sigh and propped myself up.
I weaved my hand between her legs and slid two fingers inside her pussy. She closed her eyes and leaned back, her moan making my cock harden.
Leaning over, I wrapped my mouth around her left nipple, my tongue twirling around it, feeling as it hardened in my mouth.
