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minded and says whatever she’s thinking, no matter what the topic. Ashley’s shy and reserved.
    “I’m sure Tanner will calm her down. If we’re still on for tomorrow, we’ll just apologize again and hopefully it will be enough for her to forgive and forget.” I imagine being on the outs with your best friend, who also happens to be your roommate, has to be uncomfortable. Tanner and I are guys, so we’ve never had a huge falling out. Usually, when guys have a disagreement, it’s settled with a few punches followed by a few beers. Men usually aren’t the type for drama, so shit doesn’t drag on, or at least, that’s how our group of friends is. Then again, most of us work together.
    “Yeah,” Quinn says without her usual bravado. Again, I don’t know her too well, but seeing her down isn’t something I like. One of the things I haven’t been able to stop thinking about since I realized there was something about her is her “fuck you” attitude to the world. Quinn has this aura about her that screams “I don’t care what you think of me.” She’s a breath of fresh air from the usual type of the women I’m used to encountering. She’s not concerned with trying to do what she thinks people want her to do. She has no filter and isn’t bothered with trying to impress anyone. She’s just herself.
    “Do you want to talk about it?” I ask, trying to do the gentlemanly thing by offering an ear to listen.
    A smile takes over her face and the sass is back in her voice when she surprises me by saying, “No, I can think of some other things that would be a much more enjoyable way to spend the evening.”
    “Oh yeah? And what would those things be?” I reply, trying to keep the excitement out of my voice. And my pants.
    “Well, first, we should probably lose the clothes,” she says before pulling her top over her head.
    “I like these ideas already.” This woman has fucked up my sex life for the past month. I need to get her out of my system tonight. Based on what Tanner has said about her, I probably won’t get a chance to fuck her ever again, so I need to make sure I get the most out of this night. That’s not going to happen if I come in my pants before I even touch her.
    “Well, then why are you still fully clothed?” she sasses while kicking off her shoes before slowly sliding her jeans down, revealing one of the most killer set of legs I’ve seen. Long and lean with flawless milky white skin.
    I can’t help but lick my lips when she gets her pants completely off and stands before me in a barely-there red lace thong.
    “Like what you see, handsome?” Damn, she’s fucking perceptive. Or it's entirely possible I’m drooling right now.
    “Damn right I do. I don’t think there’s a man alive, or dead, who wouldn’t enjoy seeing what I see right now,” I say, walking toward her.
    A devious smile spreads across her face as she steps closer to me, closing the distance between us, and grips my cock through my pants.
    I don’t hesitate to pull my shirt over my head, and Quinn doesn’t wait to start undoing my pants. Two seconds later, I’m standing in her living room in nothing but my boxers. I don’t stop there, though. To even the score, I reach around and unhook her bra. My cock throbs painfully as I slide the red lace down her arms, freeing her perfect tits.
    Quinn’s head rolls back, and an extremely hot moan leaves her mouth going straight to my cock as I palm both of her globes in my hands. I knead as I bring my mouth down around her stiff peaks, switching between sides as Quinn slides her hands into my hair. I’m taking the nails digging into my scalp as a sign she likes what I’m doing, so I test the waters and bite down gently.
    “Mmm…” she moans, obviously enjoying the sensations, so I give her a little harder bite.
    “Fuck,” she hisses. Her hand leaves my hair, and she slides it into her panties. “I’m wet,” she announces while rubbing her clit.
    “That’s good