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“I met him. He works in Human Resources. He needed my insurance information.”
“Really? He seems to avoid work.”
“Maybe he’s avoiding you?” I ask, laughing.
“Doubtful. He’s always up to go bar hopping or to a club.”
“Ahh… so maybe he hates his job and just does the bare minimum.”
“That seems more like Terrence.”
“You guys are close?”
“We are. I’m the oldest but we’re so close in age that it never really mattered.”
I nod while eating more. Did I mention that I was starving?
We eat and talk. Learning everything we can about each other. The more I learn about him, the more I want him.
I am in so much trouble.
ChapterThree
Tyson
Iam trying to go slow, but every word out of her mouth has me ready to jump her. I don’t, of course, but fuck. Everything about this is hard, including my cock.
“This is delicious,” she says, moaning as she finishes the last bite of her cheesecake. “Are you okay?” We have moved over to the bench seat. I’ve been watching her eat her dessert, I ate mine already, but she treated hers like it needed to be savored and enjoyed thoroughly. I never thought I would be the kind of man that gets turned on by a woman enjoying her food, but if that woman is Stacee, then I definitely am. There’s nothing this woman could do that I wouldn’t find sexy. I fucking love this girl. I don’t give a fuck how insane that is. I love her. Stalking her social media for three months wasn’t enough, but learning everything I can about her tipped it right over the edge. This isn’t some fling or something based solely on her incredible good looks, but it was my soul recognizing its mate. Unbidden, my father’s favorite Bible verse rolls through my head:It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails.I’m dying. For her. It’s crazy. I need to be everything to her as she already is to me.
“I’m fine. I’m really trying to be a gentleman here, Stacee. I’m trying and failing.” She stands up to take her plate over to the kitchen area. As she comes back, she beckons me to come near her. I stand from my place on the bench, moving closer to her.
“Tyson,” she says,
“Yes?”
“I don’t want you to be a gentleman anymore.”
Thank fuck. I lower my head to hers and take her lips. The kiss is soft at first, then she opens for me, and my tongue sweeps inside her mouth. She tastes like champagne and cheesecake. All sweetness. Her hands find their way to my neck, and she holds onto me. Mine are firmly planted on her hips, keeping her close to me. I don’t know how long we stand there, lips locked, but eventually, I pull myself away from her. Her breathing is just as harsh as mine.
“I wanted to go slow with you,” I tell her, my left hand now on her cheek. I am staring into her eyes. They are brighter than I’ve ever seen them.
“I don’t need slow. I just need you,” she says. She’s killing me. All I can do is kiss her again. Her lips are soft, and I know that I will never get enough of kissing her. She’s so responsive. I want all of her. Now.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Stacee,” I growl.
“Take me to bed, Tyson,” she says, kissing my neck and biting it. Fuck.
I drag her to the bedroom. She kicks off her shoes and moves to pull her dress over her head, leaving her completely naked. She’s tan skin everywhere. Her tits are huge. She is curvy and toned all over. I need this. I need her. I move toward her. Lowering my head, I suck one of her nipples into my mouth and pull on the other one before switching sides. She drops her head back and moans. I could listen to her moan for fucking ever.
“Fuck, if I had known you were bare under that dress, I would have skipped dinner.”
“I’m glad you didn’t. I was really hungry, but now I’m hungry for something else.” She reaches for my belt as I pull my shirt over my head. “You’ve got a hairy chest?”
“I do. That’s not a problem, is it?”
“God, no. It’s hot. But I wasn't expecting it. You didn’t have oneJunkyard Throwdown…”
“Waxed.”
