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She was clearly an adult.

But my parents’ absence for their retirement adventure was becoming too much. I couldn’t imagine being away from them for extended periods.

“Hey, I’m sorry,” I offered softly.

It was weird.

Getting a glimpse of her life.

This was supposed to be uncomplicated, but then again, there I was, in her house.

She shrugged and shook her head nonchalantly, but I could tell by the glistening over her eyes that it was something emotional for her.

But I wasn’t going to pry.

She touched my cheek gently, sending shivers down my spine. Every move she made; every time she touched me, seemed to be a secret language tugging at the connection we had. Because the more she did, the more drawn to her I was.

Part of me was afraid, wondering if I should make a run for it while I still could. But her sultry voice and the way she looked at me left me frozen.

There was no way I was walking away.

I hesitated for a moment when her lips brushed my cheek, the intensity of the moment getting real. I just wanted a fuck session. Not to feel attached.

I was steel.

Solid.

Unmoving.

Until I wasn’t.

Fuck it.

I leaned in and captured her mouth in a passionate kiss.

It was electric. Explosive.

The 90s furniture became nothing but an afterthought that faded into the background of our desire. Moans filled the room and that was enough to give me the burst of energy I needed.

I slammed her against the nearest wall, knocking a photo to the ground.

Neither of us gave a shit.

The outside world was gone.

All that was left was raw passion. All that was left was us. Losing ourselves in the moment. Our bodies meshed together frantically as hands tugged and pulled at clothing. I felt her supple breasts and gasped, pulling away from our kiss.

"You're not wearing a bra,” I stated simply, looking down at her chest. I was itching to touch those perfect breasts. To taste them.

She smiled and leaned close to my ear. “I’m not wearing panties either,” she crooned.

That was all it took.

A possessive growl escaped the depths of my throat, and I grabbed her thighs eagerly. My clothed erection teased me as it rubbed against her pants-covered sex. I pulled and tugged at her pants, yanking them down.

I was going to have her.

Now.

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