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of his tongue darted out to give her clit a quick, teasing lick over her panties.
    Breeze tangled her hands in his hair and locked her ankles behind his back. Her knees hugged his ears, trapping him, urging him closer. He obliged with another teasing sweep of his tongue.
    Her fingernails bit into his scalp. “More.” The demand left her mouth in the form of a moan.
    “I don’t know if you could handle more.” He didn’t know if he could handle more. His hand fell into his lap and he stroked his shaft, lingering on the head, his mouth dry at the thought of Breeze coming on his tongue.
    She cupped the back of his neck and pulled him into her, leaving him no choice but to lick her pussy. He could taste her juices through the thin fabric, and his head flooded with pleasure at the sound of Breeze’s unapologetically loud screams and the feeling of his own hand, sliding over his cock, now slick with pre-come.
    Breeze moved the crotch of her panties aside, giving him full access to her cunt. Michael let out a breathy moan and removed his hand from his cock—the sensation was too much. His tongue lapped at her clit before dipping inside her.
    “Fuck, Michael,” Breeze moaned, her body arching beneath his ministrations. “I want you to fuck me. I want to come with you inside me. Hurry.”
    Michael swallowed a groan as he let Breeze drag him up her body, which was half hanging off the chair. She took hold of his cock as he leaned over her and directed him into her.
    “Fuck,” Breeze wailed again, and Michael squeezed his eyes shut as her slick walls held him. He nestled his face in her neck, breathing in the scent of her shampoo as her heels dug into the small of his back, urging him on.
    Dangerously teetering on a climax, Michael forced himself to move. He pushed his hips against her, driving into her at whatever tempo and rhythm she breathlessly requested in his ear.
    “I’m so close,” she said in a throaty voice. Her grip on his shoulders tightened as her pussy clamped around him. “Fuck me, Michael. Fuck me.”
    His head swam at her request, and his pelvis crashed into hers over and over until she finally screamed out one last stream of profanity and went limp. Feeling her contract around him, he came just moments after her.
    He opened his eyes and fought to catch his breath as she smiled at him. “So are we cool?” she asked.
    “Yeah,” he replied, wishing he could take back the word the moment it left his mouth. His anger returned, and he immediately regretted he had ever even met Breeze, let alone let her work her magic over him like she always managed to do.
    “Good.” She slid out from beneath him and reached for the box of tissues sitting on the end table. “Because I need to kick you out now. Lisa will be home any minute, and I’ve got to study.”
    * * * *
    Valerie took a sip from her half-full can of iced tea as she slipped her notes into her tote bag. “Do you need a ride home?” she asked Shannon, who stood from her chair in the library and stretched with a groan.
    Shannon shook her head. “That’s all right. I told you this morning when you came and got me Rick’s picking me up. He’s in for the weekend so...”
    “So you two are going to grope at the drive-in and leave me alone and bored tonight.” Valerie tossed her can in the nearest trash bin as she and her friend exited the library.
    Shannon giggled. “I gotta get my kicks while I’m still young. If you had a boyfriend who went to a different college, you’d understand my frustration and all the burning desire that comes along with it.”
    “I do understand,” Valerie admitted with reluctance. “Your frustration, at least.”
    Her friend’s face transformed into a look of sympathy as she patted Valerie’s back. “Don’t sweat it. You’ll meet someone soon. I can just feel it.”
    Valerie raised an eyebrow. “You can? How?”
    “I don’t know, I just do.” Shannon’s face brightened. “I know! Why don’t you try