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lot and found a spot. We walked into my tall building and rode the elevator to the eleventh floor where my apartment was. I opened the front door and held it so Nina could enter.
    She walked in, looking around the modern space with the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the flat city that seemed to be never-ending from this angle. She stopped in front of one of the windows, looking out.
    “Great view.”
    I couldn’t agree more, standing several feet behind Nina. I took in her dark silhouette against the myriad of bright lights that made up the gigantic city and lit up the night sky above, erasing most stars. She was all soft curves and long, flowing hair. I wanted to pick her up and take her right there on the black L-shaped leather couch, but I restrained myself. Given that we hadn’t even kissed yet, such a move might scare her, despite her being such a forward girl. The last thing I wanted was for her leave me right now. So, I slowed myself down.
    “Would you like something to drink?” I said and walked over to the bar area of the living room.
    She turned toward me. “Sure. Seltzer and cranberry if you have that.”
    “No alcohol?”
    She walked over to me. Even the way she walked, with the confidence of a woman years older, had the ability to turn me on. My heart thumped faster against my ribcage. She stopped in front of me, only inches away, her body warmth mingling with mine. I swallowed. She glanced up at me and I noticed the mole below her left eye for the first time.
    “I think I’ve had enough alcohol for tonight,” she said in a sultry voice. I was about to say something when she wrapped her arms around my neck. Pulling down my head, she landed a feather-light kiss on my lips, her mouth slightly open. I thought I would explode in my pants. Her mouth lingered a few millimeters away from mine, her sweet breath against my lips. Oh, God, I don’t think I’ll be able to control myself for much longer.

    “Mmm,” she whispered. “I’ve wanted to do that for the last hour.” She inhaled me. “You smell good.”
    That was it; I was no longer able to resist her. I cupped her head and brought her mouth toward mine and kissed her hard. She didn’t seem to mind because she responded by parting her lips and flicking her tongue around mine, sidling up against me. God, she tastes good . I loved the way her full breasts pressed against my chest. I lowered my hands to her ass and was pleased she wore a thong. I gathered her dress in my hands, longing to feel her skin again my palms. Soon her silky legs and ass were in my grip, as firm and lush as I had imagined. I squeezed every part of her backside, feeling myself grow bigger against her flat stomach. It was all I could do to stop myself from coming, the most delicious torture.

Nina
    “Take me to your bedroom,” I whispered in Dylan’s ear, nibbling its lobe. This guy may be an uptight dork, but he sure knew how to kiss and turn a girl on. Maybe I had underestimated him. So far, it seemed like it. The way he had pulled me suddenly against him and kissed me with such determination was incredibly exciting, just like I loved how he had pulled up my dress and squeezed my butt. The hardness against my stomach told me he felt what I was feeling.
    He picked me up and I circled his body with my legs, our mouths still attached in a hot, deep kiss. He began walking, opened a door and then placed me on a bed. He pulled down the top of my dress, displaying my breasts, which he had soon released from their red lace confinement. He filled his hands with them and began to squeeze. Then he leaned forward and kissed me like he wanted to eat me up. Pulling back, he bent down to suck my nipples, which had already hardened. Waves of electricity rushed up the insides of my thighs, colliding in my erotic center.
    “You’re so fucking sexy,” he mumbled, his voice hoarse.
    Soon, my dress was off my body and all I wore was my red lace thong. It struck me that it wasn’t fair