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feel them through my thin T-shirt. I could feel her nipples harden. Which tipped me off that she wasn’t wearing a bra.
    Fuck.
    All the blood left my head. It traveled downward until I was so hard, I thought I would burst.
    God, I wanted to push her off me. I wanted to tell her to go to hell. She was engaged. I didn’t do engaged women. To me, it was worse than married. When you were engaged you were still supposed to be helplessly, head-over-heels in love. Enough to promise to be together forever. You haven’t even had the chance to grow sick of each other yet.
    Cheating on a fiancé is something a coward does.
    You clearly shouldn’t be marrying this person, so get the fuck out the relationship.
    But I couldn’t push her off me. I couldn’t tell her to go to hell. Because for once, I wanted something more than just sex from the woman pushing her tongue into my mouth. For once, I was on the other side of the table.
    I was the one with the ulterior motive.
    I thought about Lia. The way she used me. The way she rejected me. Last night and so many times before.
    And there I was, lying under her sister, while her hands desperately thrashed beneath my T-shirt, rubbing fire into my skin with her skillful fingertips, working their way down to the waistline of my shorts.
    There I was with the girl Lia had struggled to live up to for her entire life.
    And I had a chance to win again.
    I had a chance to get my confidence back.
    It was the taste of that promised victory that kept the words trapped in my throat. It was the thought of finally getting over Lia Smart that inspired me to wrap my arms around her sister and pull her deeper into me.
    Alex reached for the button on my shorts, ripping it clean off. I shimmied out of them while she tore her dress over her head. I saw that not only was she not wearing a bra, she wasn’t wearing panties either.
    “Fuck,” I whispered as I sat up and pressed my mouth hard against her nipple. She moaned in pleasure, tangling her fingers in my hair. Her legs were spread, one knee on either side of my legs.
    I let one hand wander up from her knee, tugging at her skin, teasing my way toward her moist center. When I sunk my finger inside her, she gasped.
    She was ready for me.
    So very ready.
    And fuck, was she ever tight.
    This was a girl who knew what she was doing. She knew how to take care of herself. And I’m not just talking about daily trips to the gym. There was no way she was a virgin, but damn, did she feel like one once I was inside of her.
    I leaned back into the couch, keeping my finger deep within her. She stayed upright on her knees, allowing me the most delicious view of all. She closed her eyes and rocked slightly back and forth against my finger, allowing her whole body to sway and pulse. Her hands roamed up her own body, touching herself in strategic places, whimpering at all of it.
    I’d been with my fair share of hot girls. But this was something else.
    Alex Smart looked like a fucking porn star.
    When she was ready for phase two, she gently removed my finger from inside of her, bringing it to her lips and licking it slowly. All the while she kept her eyes locked on me.
    My body juddered, nearly losing all control.
    Then, without breaking my gaze, she reached down slowly and felt for my cock. She grasped it tightly in her hand, holding it at just the right angle and gently lowered herself onto it. My vision shattered with tiny stars.
    Fuck, she was wet. And tight. And delicious.
    She clenched around me, sending waves of dizziness through me. I felt like I couldn’t see straight. Couldn’t breathe right. Couldn’t move for fear that I would just explode right into her at that second.
    But it quickly became evident that I didn’t have to move.
    Alex did all the moving. She did all the everything.  
    She rocked up and down on my cock, tensing and squeezing and pressing her delicate hands against my chest to give herself leverage. She made me growl in frustration, moan in