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.“It wasn’t convenient,” he replied.“And no, it wasn’t my sister.It was an old friend.”I snorted and threw him a scornful glance.“You were holding her hand across the table.Seemed like more than just an old friend to me!”“Her name is Eva, and she called me that evening because she had just broken up with someone and been kicked out of her apartment.We go way back; went to high school together.I knew she needed me to be there for her, so I spent the night trying to comfort her and talk through her problems, and I let her crash at my place till she sorted herself out.”“I’ll bet you did,” I mumbled, looking down at my feet.“Oh, and did I forget to mention? She’s a lesbian, Myla.She has no interest in me, and I have none in her.So yeah, I fucked up.I was so caught up in it that I honestly spaced on our date, even though I was pretty fucking excited for it until she called.I tried contacting you as soon as I realized, and you never answered.Yeah, I really fucked up.But you could have at least given me a moment to explain!”“Oh,” I replied, my mind going numb.I felt like a heinous bitch for never having listened to him, but on the other hand, he’d forgotten about me…just like that.Seemingly reading my thoughts, he stepped even closer to me and grabbed one of my hands, enclosing it tightly in his powerful grip.“I know I screwed up.I shouldn’t have forgotten about our date the way I did.There’s no excuse for that.You’re worth so much more than that.And believe me, I spent a long time kicking myself for being so fucking stupid.I would never have been so stupid again.All I wanted to do was make it up to you.”“Really?” I asked, looking up at him.“Why? There’s nothing special about me.I’m just a chubby nerd.I honestly wasn’t surprised when I thought you’d bailed on our date for someone else.”He caressed my cheek with one hand before wrapping the other around my waist, pulling my body against his.A half-strangled moan almost emerged from my throat, but I managed to swallow it.“First of all,” he said.“You aren’t chubby.You’re curvy and wonderful.Most women would kill to have that hourglass shape you’ve got going on.When I first saw you my mouth was practically watering.And secondly, you aren’t a nerd.You’re just intelligent; probably one of the smartest women I’ve ever encountered.I could tell that just from that speech you made that day, and I asked around about you a bit too.Graduated from high school early, master’s degree in some sort of genius science field.Believe me, smart women are hot as hell.”He said each word slowly and clearly to make sure I understood, and my cheeks flushed a volcanic red.I was glad I hadn’t had a chance to turn on the light, because even though my skin was a dark caramel shade, I could have sworn he’d still see the blush.Gazing up into his eyes, I saw only honesty and blazing lust, and I almost swooned in his arms.“Please, Myla.I want to know that it’s not just me who feels this…thing between us.Whatever it is.”Lyndon’s voice was husky with need, and he grazed my cheek with his hand again.Part of me wanted to cry for some reason, and another part wanted to scream with elated excitement.My pussy was practically throbbing in my panties, and lightning bolts seemed to streak through every vein.I bit my lip, trying my hardest to push away the primitive urges that were growing in my mind and failing miserably as the wanton heat burned deep in my core.I couldn’t just give in to the wild demands that were pouring through my system; couldn’t give in to the need for sex that was sweeping through me more and more with each passing second… could I?“Yes,” I finally whispered breathlessly with a nod.“I feel it too.”Lyndon leaned down and kissed me with all the desperation we had both been keeping locked inside all this time, and heat pooled in my core until the dam of wanton need exploded within me.He tasted of an intoxicating combination of whiskey, spices and sheer maleness that made bolts of pleasure ripple through me as we deepened the kiss, and my fingers itched with the need to touch him.His kiss became harsher, more demanding, and I could no longer fight the urge to run my fingers over his skin, reaching up and inside his shirt and over his hard muscular frame.Sliding his tongue into my mouth, we stayed locked together in our embrace, and I furiously kissed him back.I slid my tongue along his and then gently nipped at his lips as I pulled back slightly, and he let out a groan.“Fuck, you drive me crazy,” he muttered, and I murmured something incoherently back to him that clearly meant, yes, me too.I let out a ragged moan a second later, and he moved his mouth down to the curve of my cheek and then up to my ear lobe, licking and nibbling it until I groaned at his tongue’s velvet touch.Fireworks were rapidly going off in my stomach, and I pressed myself even harder against him, inwardly cursing the fact that we were both still clothed.I desperately craved that warm skin-on-skin contact with the man that I’d already pictured naked hundreds of times in my deepest fantasies, and my hands were almost lost in the pleasure of feeling the tensing muscles of his arms and the hard contours of his chest and abs.Below that, I could feel something hard digging into me through his pants, and I almost lost my mind.His tongue continued to leave wet trails over my neck and ears, and goose bumps broke out all over me.His hands were all over me now, touching, caressing, and squeezing my curves over the fabric of my shirt and pants.As he squeezed my round ass and began to grind himself against me, I let out a cry of need, and he ripped my shirt off without a second thought.I kicked my shoes off, and clothes flew off the both of us in a frenzied fever of hands.His head swooped down, claiming one of my full breasts, and his teeth grazed against my nipple, making me cry out and moan again.One of his hands massaged my other breast, and I began to wonder how much of this sweet torture I could endure.Whimpering words of encouragement, my nails dug into his biceps, and unable to keep still, I moved them upwards and across, tracing the smooth contours of his chest again and slowly moving them down, down, down.He let out a muffled groan as I reached the waistband of his boxer briefs.“You’re so fucking sexy,” he murmured, his voice deepening to a lower timbre.The sound of that alone made my panties flood all over again.“Please,” I begged, my own voice barely above a whisper.“Fuck me, David…now.”“Oh, I will,” he growled.“I’ve been waiting for this for so long.I’m going to fuck you over and over and make you come again and again.You’re mine, Myla.”His fingers knotted in my dark curls, and then he pulled me back so he could have access to my throat.As he planted warm kisses up and down my neck, I took the opportunity to slide out of my panties, leaving myself completely naked and vulnerable before him.This was the first time that such a sexy man had ever seen me naked.I had always thought that I would be nervous in a moment like this, but I felt the complete opposite; confident in myself, with every negative thought having melted away the moment I let him kiss me
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