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I reach the lacy panties stretched over her feverish pussy and press one finger into her cleft, the one I licked into oblivion just days ago. I haven’t stopped thinking about how she was so damn responsive when I ate her pussy, and those sounds she made… goddamn.
I want some of that for myself.
She twists in the passenger seat to face me, which positions her legs further open. Her juices are soaking through her panties, dammit, and I’m not waiting any longer and neither is she. We move toward each other so fast and hard we nearly smash noses. The result is a mind-blowing kiss that, instead of letting off some of the pressure and need of the evening, only adds to it.
I’ve kissed her before, I know, but this time it’s different and it might as well be the first time, it’s so hot. I guess the difference is that Iknowher now. Ilikeher now.
I don’t care what other guys say, itisdifferent when you’re into a woman.
Fuck that sensitive guy shit I always get.
She melts into me, at least as much as a person can in the front seat of a borrowed Chevy Cavalier, and rakes her fingers through my hair. I freeze because this woman has just discovered my kryptonite, and now I am well and truly screwed.
“Shit, Livvy, you don’t know what that does to me,” I moan.
Get it together, asshole. She’s going to think you’re a freak. Which is just as well. She’s going or find out sooner or later, anyway.
36
ENZO
“C’mon,”I say, pulling Livvy’s dress back down and twisting the key from the ignition. “Let’s get inside.”
I start to open my door, but she places a hand on my arm. “I thought you had to get up early tomorrow,” she teases.
Yeah. Funny girl.
“Well. I get up early every day, but I used that as an excuse tonight to get you away from my family before someone ate you alive.”
She drops her head back, laughing, and grabs for the door handle. When I reach the sidewalk, I take her hand and we run up the front steps to her townhouse and reach the door just in time for one of her neighbors to hold it for us as he’s coming out.
“Hey, Arthur,” Livvy says breathlessly.
The neighbor starts to say something but we run past him and into the building so fast we don’t hear him. When I look back over my shoulder, he’s standing on the front stoop, his mouth hanging open.
Before Livvy can even open her apartment door, I back her up against it, my hands gripping her hair while we kiss. I press my aching hard-on into her tummy, and her quickened breath intensifies my need that much more.
I’ve never wanted anyone or anything as much as I do right now. If I weren’t ready to fucking cream my jeans, I might actually be frightened.
In spite of ourselves, we finally spill into her apartment which, to be honest, I don’t even take a look at. I can’t take my eyes off the pretty girl before me, and how nice her dress is going to look when it comes off her.
But she’s fast and makes quick work of pulling my polo over my head. When she does, she takes a small step back and gasps, laying her hands on my tattoos, something that clearly surprises her.
Then, she goes in for the kill, fumbling with my belt buckle and fly. As thrilling as it is, I can’t say I’m surprised. The woman runs a freaking business, after all. She’s no damn shrinking violet. She’s tough. She cleans dog assholes or something like that, clearly not for the faint of heart.
My cock bounces out of my boxers and I don’t even care anymore about my own clothes. I just want Livvy’s off. I grab the hem of her dress and pull it up, over her head. It falls to the floor somewhere while I catch my breath, admiring the beauty before me. There she stands, in her little booties, pink lace panties, and a light blue bra.
Why do I love so much that she doesn’t bother to match her underwear?
I kick off my shoes and with my pants still hanging around my hips, brush my lips down her neck and along her shoulder until I can’t stand it anymore. I take a bite.
“Ouch,” she chirps, more out of surprise than pain.
“Get on the sofa,” I tell her while giving my cock a couple strokes. “Kneel on it. Facing away.”
She does as she’s told, lowering her head and raising her ass in the air without my even having to ask.
Jesus, I’m in trouble. Her ass isprimo primo, as the guys in my neighborhood used to say, soft and smooth and flawless. Yeah, I saw it the other night, but it’s mine tonight, and is, accordingly, that much more beautiful.
