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“Ooh come on, let’s dance,” declared Sarah, sauntering over to the desk and fiddling with the CD player until jazz music began echoing from the speaker. Alex’s heart jumped as he recognised Michael Bublé’sSwayand he had a sudden feeling of déjà vu as Sarah began to dance, her hips swaying seductively to the beat as she took his hand and dragged him from the sofa.

It must have been the drink that did it. One moment he was skirting around her like a timid rabbit, the next their bodies were locked together in a rhythmic tempest as he surrendered to the music and her wishes. A hair’s breadth divided them. With every breath, her scent filled him, and he could recall the taste of her lips on his. He could feel breasts pressing against him, her hardened nipples clearly visible against the silken fabric. His hands were on her, running lightly over the sultry curve of her spine down to the swells of her buttocks. He felt his hand moving on its own accord, squeezing the firm orbs, crushing her to him hard enough to make her gasp. The sound stirred his shaft to life, but when she began to pull back, he was afraid he might have gone too far, until she twisted and began to rock her backside against him, massaging his engorged arousal as her arms wound around his neck. Her head tilted back. Their lips were nearing, opening bit by bit in readied acceptance as his arms curled around her front, rising slowly over her ribs to clasp her breasts. He could feel her breath on his cheek, her lips so close, her eyes falling shut, his own darkening-

Meoowwwwww!

The sound startled them, bringing them back to reality and Alex’s head wheeled around, only to see the tomcat stretching out. The commotion, it seemed had awoken the feline who in turned had returned the favour. Turning back, he saw Sarah blink as reality, and the realisation of what they had almost done, surge through her. Unable to meet his gaze she stepped back, turned and ran back through the hallway.

He heard her bedroom door slamming shut.

“Shit...”










Unable to sleep, Alexstared blankly up at the ceiling. It was well past midnight, but his thoughts were plagued by what had happened in Sarah’s living room.

What had he been thinking? Sarah was his oldest friend. Now he would be lucky if she would ever talk to him again. If she didn’t, what should he do then? Grovel perhaps? Janet had given him plenty of practice at that toward the end. Would Sarah enjoy seeing him on his hands and knees, or perhaps she would demand that he leave her home and never come back. Maybe it would be better if he wasn’t there to see it. He could easily leave a note, grab a cab to Sydney Airport and buy a ticket for the next flight back to England. Maybe that would be best, maybe...

“No.” Shaking his head dismissively, he rolled onto his side and watched a shadow shift across the wall, the reflection of himself staring back at him from the mirror on his bathroom door.

He would not leave, the morning would be uncomfortable, there might be some awkward moments and heated words but, in the end, they would come through it. He had already lost Sarah once. It wouldn’t happen again.

Click.

The sound was so subtle, for a moment Alex thought it was just a whisper on the wind and he dismissed it from his thoughts. Then a shadow stretched across the floor and he realised he was not alone. He could hear bare feet padding across the floor, every second bringing them closer. Faking sleep, he counted them off in his head, estimating how many more before they were at the foot of the bed, and then he opened his eyes.

Sarah stood before him, a look of complete nervous determination set on her soft, delicate features.

“Sarah.”

“Shh... don’t talk.”

Though her words were gently spoken, the command brokered no argument, and he could only watch in stunned hypnosis as she stepped over the frame and knelt upon the bed, the mattress sinking slightly under their combined weights as she crouched over him. She was still wearing her robe.

Without saying a word, she began undoing the tie of her robe so that the garment hung open before reaching up and pushing it back off her shoulders. It pooled on the bed sheets and left her naked to his gaze except for a single pair of lacy black panties. Alex tried to say something, but at the sight of her near naked body bathed in moonlight and the silver rays cascading over her beauty, the words fled from him and he could only stare in wondrous amazement as she leaned down to place a gentle kiss on his lips. Losing all conscious thought, he immediately tried to deepen the embrace and encircled her thin waist, only to have her suddenly break the embrace and forcefully push him back onto the bed. Stunned by her sudden forcefulness, he could do nothing more than stare up at her as she began going lower.

Unable to stand the heat of the covers, Alex had planned to sleep upon them in only his boxers. Suddenly realising his own nakedness, Alex shifted embarrassedly until Sarah stilled him with a stern look as she lightly trailed her fingers down his lean, athletically chiselled torso. Though it had been some time since he had played for the school Rugby team, Alex had been making regular visits to a local gym to stay in shape and it was plain to see that Sarah was pleased with what she saw. Her touch was like fire against his skin and he could feel his flesh quivering as she bent down to ravage his torso. His eyes closed and a gasp escaped him as her greedy lips wrapped around his flat nipples, her tongue teasing the buds before she drew back to kiss a delicious path down his torso. He shuddered as her lithe fingers seized the hem of his boxers and pulled them down over the swelling bulge of his arousal. His erection sprang free to stand tall before her gaze.

“Mmm...I’d forgotten just how big you are Alex.” Sarah purred, her eyes smouldering with desire as she took in the sight of his cock. Suddenly feeling like a piece of meat, Alex felt his breath catch in his throat as her cool fingers began to ever so softly trace the bulging veins along his shaft, slowly moving down from the tip to the thick base, and then back up to the tip.

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