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nibbles before sliding my tongue across his bottom lip. He opens for me so I can lick at his tongue, his teeth. I tangle my hands in his hair, drawing him closer, wanting him deeper, until he abruptly breaks away.
    “Whoa. That’s good. Any more of that and I’ll be taking you on the fucking stairway.” A sly smile forces one side of my lip to curl, thinking about how hot that would be.
    He shakes his head, beginning his climb again. “Don’t even think about it. Not this time anyway.” And something flutters inside my belly at his insinuation that there might be a next time.
    “Holy crap,” I utter as he continues up, flight after flight. “How many flights?”
    “Twelve,” he replies, and he’s not even out of breath, nor is he breaking a sweat. The guy is in shape.
    We finally make it up to his floor and he sets me down, looking over at me. “You ready?”
    “I’m ready, but are you sure you have any stamina left?” I flirt, before he grins wickedly as he jams his key in the lock, nearly breaking the door down when it clicks into place.
    He slams the door shut, throwing his keys onto a nearby table. When he misses and they hit the floor with a clank, he doesn’t give them a second glance. All of his attention is on me.
    My purse falls to the carpet as he stalks toward me, backing me up until I’m flush against the wall. He places his arms on either side of my head.
    “Do you have any idea how much I want you right now?” he groans, his breath blowing strong against my cheek, his masculine scent and proximity making me dizzy. He removes my hand from the wall and guides me down to his crotch, a hard bulge beneath his jeans. “ That’s how much.” I bite my lip when my palm rubs over the thick outline of his cock. His eyes flick to my chest and he licks his lips, voice lowering. “I want to see your tits.”
    I grab the hem of my knit dress and slide it over my head, tossing it to the ground. All that’s left is a black satin bra covering my D-sized breasts, and matching panties. His pupils darken as I reach around, making quick work of the clasp until the straps fall away. My nipples are stiff peaks, my arousal glaringly obvious. He fixates on them approvingly, inhaling a sharp intake of air.
    I’ve never been shy when it comes to my body. I may not have a perfect figure—my hips are a bit wider than I’d like and I’m somewhat top heavy—but I’ve always been comfortable in my own skin. I guess showing Jason Standish my budding breasts behind his backyard shed when we were in eighth grade and having him grin like he’d just entered the gates of heaven went a long way toward building confidence. But this is a far cry from eighth grade and Rex is a world away from lanky Jason Standish. And I certainly don’t mind being looked at with hooded eyes, just the way Rex is ogling me right now. Like he wants to eat me alive.
    “Oh, fuck.” He drags in a heavy breath. “They’re just as perfect as I imagined they’d be.”
    A satisfied smile simmers on my lips. “You thought about my tits?”
    “Hell yeah. Ever since you walked into the shop.”
    His words spur me on and I tip my head back against the wall, lips slightly parted. Hungry eyes move lower as I cup my breasts, letting my fingers roam to my taut nipples, massaging them in circles. My skin is hot all over.
    “Fuck, I think I might come right now,” he says through gritted teeth, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides.
    One of my hands drifts lower, floating down my belly until I reach the waistband of my panties. Slowly, I dip two fingers in, soaking them with my wetness. I watch him, watching me, and it looks like he’s barely holding on. Reaching down, he removes my hand and brings my fingers up, plunging them into his mouth. I moan when he sucks and licks them, his warm tongue increasing the ache between my legs.
    He glides them out, then in, then out again, making me delirious with desire for him. “Your pussy tastes