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Frantic, I ground my hips against his, meeting each thrust. His breathing had long since gone jagged, his eyes closed and his forehead sweaty with the strain. He bent his knees a little, changing the angle of his thrusts, and I was done for. Stars exploded behind my eyes, every muscle in my body shaking as pleasure like I’d never experienced shot through me, from my pussy straight out to my limbs. The orgasm seemed to go on forever, wringing every last drop of sensation from me until I felt liquid. Floating. I went lax, unable to do anything but cling to him.

Not long after, he followed me into release, a shout on his lips. He pulled out and set my feet on the ground. Whispering an unintelligible sound, he pressed his palms
to the door on either side of my head. “I think it’s going to be a little while before I can walk.”

I had to laugh. “Me, too.”

“Think we could just camp out here for the night, or at least until we recover?”

As appealing to my tired body as the thought was, I shook my head. “I think I need to lie down. Why don’t we take this upstairs to my bedroom instead.”

A little after dawn, I finally stirred, opening my eyes to find my neighbor staring at me. His lids drooped a little, but he smiled when he saw me looking.

I cupped his cheek in my hand. “You do look familiar to me. Where do I know you from?”

“High school.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, I knew. I’d seen him before. So many times, though he’d changed. He wasn’t the scrawny outcast I remembered, but his features were the same. His eyes, identical to the ones I remembered trying to avoid so long ago. I should have noticed. “Shawn Richardson.”

A blush crept up his cheeks and he shrugged a little. “Yeah. Upset?”

He’d known who I was the whole time, and he hadn’t bothered to tell me. I tried to muster up the proper irritation, but after the pleasure he’d just given me, I couldn’t. I’d wanted sex with a stranger, and in reality, I’d come pretty damn close. I’d never really gotten to know him back in school. Hadn’t even given him or his slacker buddies a second glance.

There had been a good reason for that, or at least I’d convinced myself there’d been. Looking into that intense
gaze had set my nerves on edge. Not anymore. I wanted to know him now. Everything about him. I’d start by learning how his skin tasted, and what sounds he made when I wrapped my lips around his cock.

“You look different than you did back then. Bulkier.”

He laughed. “Yeah, outside work will do that to a guy. I’m a landscaper. I…ah, have to work in a few hours. I really should go home and shower.”

He stood, gathering the clothes he’d stripped before we’d climbed into bed and pulling on his jeans. “Will you be around later?”

I rolled onto my back and stretched my arms over my head. “That depends. What do you have in mind?”

“I dunno. I’ll think of something. I can be very creative, you know.”

I chuckled at the exaggerated way he waggled his brows while he zipped his jeans. “I do know.”

“Sweetheart, you don’t even know the half of it. I’ll meet you back here around seven?”

I couldn’t help myself. I got hot all over again. I licked my lips. Did he really expect me to turn him down? No way was I that stupid. “Sounds like a plan.

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