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He even gets me dancing, not something I do much of but with him leading I can’t mess up. Though I do stand on his feet a couple of times; he just laughs and takes the blame. It’s the most fun I’ve had in ages and already I can’t wait to tell Laurie about it.
We’re both panting by the end of the third song and time is slipping by us both.
He grabs me, one hand at my waist and the other at my neck and his lips touch mine. He deepens it like he did in the office and I wish he had another wall to push me up against.
My body is aching with desire by the time he pulls away and I know my lips are swollen. He smiles down at me, calls me cute and looks at the time again.
“Your apartment or mine?” he asks, his voice a whisper against my lips.
“Mine,” I reply, holding his eyes so he knows that yes, I’m going to be a hussy and invite him up.
I should wait a few dates but I’m excited. It has been five years. I don’t even care if he never calls me again. Okay, I do…
I should really speak to him about this.
We drive home in silence, my leg is bouncing, his hand is on the bouncing leg, it’s sliding higher and higher. I can’t look at him, especially not when he slides my skirt all the way up and gently strokes me over the satin of my thong. I wore nice underwear today but I’m already drenched through.
I moan as he rolls his finger over my sensitive clit that has been throbbing since that kiss on the dance floor. My legs twitch and I stop my bouncing only so I can tense and control my whimpering.
I’m going to come if he keeps doing what he’s doing. It feels so good.
He removes his hand to control the car and mutters a curse under his breath. We still haven’t said a word to each other. There’s only one thing left to say, and it can’t be said with words, only penis and vagina.
I get my front door open with shaking hands and step inside.
“Pax, meet apartment. Apartment, meet Pax,” I jest, still shaking with nerves. I need to get a grip.
I kick off my shoes and place them neatly by the door, he does the same and removes his jacket as I hang up mine.
When I turn and look at him, I eye him desperately. God, I want him so bad it hurts my body.
“You look hungry again,” he comments, his lips set in a smirk. Gripping the front of my dress, he yanks me towards him and starts removing the pins from my hair. “I can help you with that.”
My soft bun releases and my hair falls in one thick spiral over my shoulder. It’s still slightly damp from my shower that I had before he came to get me, and the honey scent of my shampoo wafts between us. He buries his face in my neck and inhales deeply.
“Sweet,” he murmurs, bends and then lifts my legs so they’re wrapped around his waist.
I squeak, startled by it because I wasn’t expecting it.
“Can I get you a drink or anything?” I ask against his mouth because he’s kissing me as he walks me through my apartment. “I have water, wine, whiskey, soda. But it’s not the good soda.” His lips trail down my neck and I swear my vagina does a backflip of joy. “I get it in for Laurie because she has a sweet tooth… not realizing soon she’ll have no teeth if she keeps drinking that stuff. You have really nice teeth.”
We find my bed and he lowers me onto it, kissing me desperately, likely to shut me up.
When I reach for the bottom of his white T-shirt, he yanks it off in one swift move and tosses it onto the floor somewhere. I almost bolt for it but I stop myself and click my fingers six times.
I sit up so he can unzip my dress and then I stop him when he reaches for the skirt.
“What’s wrong?” he asks gently. “Too fast?”
“No… it’s not… it’s just…” I lie back and cover my face with my hands. “I’m terrified I’m going to do this all wrong and you’re going to go around the office tomorrow and tell everybody how bad I am.”
Laughing, he crawls up my body, hitching my legs up either side of his hips one at a time so his swollen manhood is pressing directly against my swollen womanhood. I’m using weird words now. I can’t help it.
He kisses me again and just hovers above me, looking down at me while his thumb dances over my cheek. “Are you a virgin?”
“No, I did sex once.”
