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I’m savoring every second with her, knowing I have to leave soon.

She pulls away, her eyes meeting mine. “I know you’re about to leave, but do you have two minutes to run up to my apartment with me so I can give you something?”

“I always have two minutes for you.”

As soon as we get off the elevator, she takes my hand in hers and pulls me inside her apartment before shutting and locking the door behind her.

“Can you sit on the sofa?” she asks.

I walk over to the sofa and take a seat, waiting for whatever it is that she wants to give me. But as soon as I sit down, Natalie takes a seat on my lap, straddling her legs over mine and wrapping her arms around my neck.

“Oh,” escapes from my mouth. I now understand what she wants to give me.

“I really am going to miss you,” she says in a whisper right next to my ear before she places a trail of kisses along my jawline, ending on my lips.

I pull her into me and feel her soft hair slide through my fingers like individual strands of silk. My lips part from hers and begin moving down her neck as my fingers play with the buttons on her top. One by one, I unbutton it and watch it fall off her, revealing the gorgeous curves trapped by her bra. My hands slide down to her thighs and under her skirt where I’m caught off guard.

Her breath catches, and my eyes widen in surprise.

“No underwear?” I ask, incredibly turned on. If I had known she wasn’t wearing any underwear during that whole class, I probably would have buried my head under her skirt.

She shakes her head as my hand moves between her legs, discovering how wet she already is. Her eyes close, and her head rolls back as my middle finger enters her, thrusting deep inside. She bites her bottom lip, a telltale sign I’ve learned is her way of trying to keep herself from moaning out in pleasure. But I love her moans. In fact, it’s become my favorite sound. So, I shove another finger inside her, which causes her to finally cry out. “Oh God, Nathan.”

Oh God, Nathan.

Not only is her moan my new favorite sound, but hearingOh God, Nathancome out of that sexy mouth has become my sole purpose for living.

She reaches down to my zipper as I continue to curve my fingers inside her, searching for her secret spot. The second I’m sprung free, she licks her lips and looks over my thick arousal with hungry eyes.

“Like what you see?” I tease. I keep one hand wrapped around her waist, holding her firmly to me while the other hand persists in its assault of pleasure.

Her hands wrap around my cock as her thumb circles the tip, creating an intense throb throughout my whole length. “I don’t like it,” she pants. “I love it. I really love it.” She uses her delicate hands to tenderly stroke me.

God, she has no idea howgoodthis feels.

I watch her enjoying every second of this like I am. I’m not just pleasuring her. And she’s not just pleasuring me. We’re pleasuring each other. And it’s fucking amazing.

I lean my head into the side of her neck, licking a straight line up to the area right below her ear. Her pulse in this spot quickens as my fingers slide in and out of her faster and stronger, having only one objective. To make this girl come.

But the second her eyes look into mine, I see a lust that makes me harder than a slab of concrete.

She lifts herself from my fingers and slides off my lap, kneeling before me.

“Holy fuck,” I groan as her beautiful mouth takes all of me.

She flattens her tongue, running it along the underside of my length before sucking on the head like a goddamn lollipop, swirling me around in her mouth. As her soft lips glide over me deeper each time and her tongue applies the perfect amount of pressure, it becomes apparent that the clock between my legs is ticking, ready to strike midnight.

“Baby, that feels so fucking good, but I’m not going to last much longer, and I really want to fuck you in that skirt.”

She removes her mouth from me, displaying a mischievous grin, before bringing her hands to her bra. I think she is about to take it off, but I’m taken aback again when she pulls something out from the space between her skin and the fabric. Her smile widens as she hands me a condom.

“You had no underwear on this whole day, and you’ve been walking around with a condom in your bra? God, you are the sexiest woman I have ever met,” I say as I quickly tear the wrapping off the condom.

An adorable blush spreads on her cheeks, and she positions herself back on my lap, sliding her skirt all the way up to her hips.

As I start to roll the condom on, Natalie’s hand stops me.

“Did you want to do this part?” I ask with a grin.

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