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CarolEvans slides the condom off, depositing it in the trash can beside the nightstand. I roll over onto my back, trying to slow my thundering heartbeat. My breath is still coming fast, like I sprinted up a long flight of stairs, and my limbs feel like they're buzzing.He gives me a concerned look. "Are you okay?""Oh, I'm great." I let out a breathy laugh. "Better than great, actually. I might have left my body for a second there.""In a good way?""In the best way," I assure him. "That was amazing. Maybe the best sex I've ever had. It was just a lot, that's all."He grins, seeming pleased by my words. "That was me taking it easy on you, you know."The growl in his voice makes my aching clit throb. After all of that, one simple sentence is enough to fill me with desire.I want to know what it would be like if he didn't take it easy on me. If he didn't hold anything back.It feels like playing with fire to even consider wanting that, but I can't stop myself. I do want it. It's all I
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EvansCarolina's thighs fall open for me as my tongue delves into her mouth. She wraps her arms around my shoulders, her body so soft and warm beneath mine that it nearly drives me mad.I've been craving her for so long—since the first moment I saw her, if I'm being honest with myself—and now that I have her, I feel like a fiend, ravenous for more. I wasn't lying a moment ago when I said that it's impossible to resist her.Now that I know what she tastes like, I don't know how I managed to resist for so long.My rapidly hardening cock slides against Carolina's slippery pussy as I kiss her, and I roll my hips against hers. Now that we've already fucked once and taken the edge off, it's a little less frantic than it was when I first came to her room, but there's still an urgency to my movements. I feel like a starving man who's suddenly found himself at a feast, and I can't seem to stop myself from taking what I want.What I need.The underside of my shaft grazes Carolina's clit, and sh
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EvansMy tongue presses harder against her clit, sliding over the little bud in tight circles, and she gives a sharp tug on my hair as her climax finally hits. Her muscles go stiff, her entire body straining as pleasure crashes through her, and she claps her free hand over her mouth to stifle her cry.I groan softly against her swollen flesh as I work her through her orgasm, my cock hard as steel and leaking precum from the tip.Usually, with the women I bring back to my place for sex, I make sure they know that we need to stay quiet so as not to wake Brandon. Carolina clearly had that thought without me even needing to tell her, and although I love that she cares so much for Brandon that she wouldn't want to risk waking him, an unfamiliar caveman-like part of me wishes she could get loud for me. Wants to hear her screams.Another groan rumbles in my chest, and I swipe my tongue over her clit again, making her shiver as I finally lift my head.She loosens her hold on my hair, staring
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EvansCarolina rises up a little, gripping my shaft again as she lines me up with her entrance. She starts to sink downward, and even though I was just inside her not that long ago, it's still a tight fit. Her face scrunches up with an adorable look of concentration as she works herself up and down, taking me a bit deeper each time."There you go," I praise. "You weren't so sure it would fit, but now look at you, taking every fucking inch."Carolina's walls clench around me as I speak, and something hot sparks in her light brown eyes. She drops her weight a little harder on the next stroke, finally sinking all the way onto my dick. Our pelvises meet, and I groan at the feeling of being completely enveloped by her.She lets out a shuddery breath, moving to rest her hands on my chest. But before her palms make contact with my skin, she glances at the burned patches again, then up to my face."Is it okay if I...?"I nod, my fingers digging into her hips. "Angel, as long as my cock is ins
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CarolAfter another long moment where we just breathe together, my body slumped over his, Evans gently rolls us over, depositing me on the bed as his softening cock slips from my body. He slides the condom off, and I can't help but stare at the mess I made, the way I soaked the base of his cock and his balls.I bite my lip, still a bit embarrassed by the sight, even though he made it clear that it turned him on a lot.I've never gushed like that before. I didn't even know it was possible.What other things is this man capable of doing to my body?That thought makes me shiver slightly as he climbs out of bed, heading to the bathroom this time to dispose of the condom and wash up. He returns a moment later and strides back over to the bed, where I'm watching him through half-lidded eyes.After two rounds of intense sex, I'm exhausted, close to sleep. This bed has never felt so comfortable, and I don't think I've ever felt this satisfied.Evans leans over the bed. He kisses me, just once
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CarolThe next morning, as I'm getting dressed, my phone buzzes on my dresser. I grab it, glancing at the screen. It's a phone call—from Olivia. It's a lot earlier than she's usually up.I pull my shirt over my head and answer. "Hey—"I'm almost immediately interrupted by a shrill squeal. "Carolina! Oh my god!"My first reaction is alarm. "Whoa, what's going on?""Your text last night! Holy shit!"She must have figured out what I wanted to talk to her about. That's pretty common for us. Olivia is uncannily good at knowing what conversation we're going to have before I even tell her."Yeah," I say, grinning. "It's probably exactly what you're thinking.""I can't believe it!"She sounds thrilled—especially considering the early hour. "What are you doing awake?" I ask her. "I wasn't expecting you to call until later.""Oh." Briefly, the enthusiasm disappears from her tone. "Ugh, it's my stupid boss. He wanted me to run an errand for him this morning.""That sucks," I say sympathetically.
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Carol "Hey, Carolina!" Brandon exclaims. "Look at this!"I lean past the side of my easel to take a look at his painting. Even though I lent him a few sponges and brushes to work with, he has still somehow managed to get covered in acrylics. There's a spot of yellow on his nose, a streak of green down the front of his smock, which I made him wear to protect his clothing.In the spirit of our game, I affect the posture of an art critic, holding my hand contemplatively to my chin. "Ah. That's a very interesting piece, Mr. Armstrong. What can you tell me about it?"The piece in question features a lion, identifiable only by its spiky mane, standing next to a dinosaur, identifiable only by its long neck. The two wonky creatures are standing on a strip of green, beneath a strip of blue. A yellow semicircle—the sun, I assume—hangs above them."It's Trevor and Dino," Brandon explains. "This is one of their adventures. It's from my story last night."It's hard to say what scene in particular
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CarolFinally, after what feels like years, there's a soft knock at my door.My heart skips a beat in my chest, and I quickly slide off the bed and pad across the room to open it. Evans is on the other side, and without a word, he steps forward and yanks me into his arms. The door shuts behind him, and he spins me around in one quick movement, pressing me against it.His hands seem to be everywhere as his lips devour me with a kind of ravenous intensity that makes me gasp."You dirty girl," he murmurs roughly, nipping at my jaw as one hand slides between my legs to palm my aching pussy. "You knew exactly what you were doing all night, didn't you? You little tease. You had me hard as a fucking rock for you, and I couldn't do a goddamn thing about it. You've been driving me crazy."I drop my head back against the door, my eyes rolling back a little as he grinds the heel of his hand against my clit through my clothes. "Sorry. Was it too much?"As fun as it was to tease him all evening, I
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CarolinaFor a few seconds, I'm silent, in shock. Then the tears start, and I'm powerless to stop them. "Of course," I manage to choke out, a feeling of weightless elation filling my heart. I feel as though I might drift straight out of this Ferris wheel, up into the sky. "Of course I will."Evans smiles, pressing a kiss to my lips over Brandon's head."Yes!" Brandon shouts, delighted, and Evans and I break apart. I smile at Brandon through my happy tears."What's up, bud?""You're getting married to each other!" Brandon exclaims, beaming. "This is the best birthday ever!" Then he frowns abruptly, noticing my expression. "Why are you crying? Are you sad?""No," I assure him. "Sometimes, people cry when they're very, very happy."The Ferris wheel lurches back into motion, and I feel Evans's hand on my shoulder, his fingertips brushing my neck.As we near the ground, I peer down at the crowd, my eyes widening when I recognize a few familiar faces. "Wait—Evans, is that Olivia?""I invite
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Carolina"Go easy on the cotton candy," I chide Brandon, whose lips are sticky and purple from the confection. "That stuff is gonna make you feel sick.""But it's my birthday!""I know," I say, "but you don't want to be sick on your birthday, do you? After all, you haven't ridden the roller coaster yet."He frowns, considering this, his gaze straying to the kiddie roller coaster across the fairway. Then he shrugs, conceding the point. "Okay," he says. "Everyone else can share the rest of mine."He hands the remaining candy floss over to one of his friends, Jazz, who eagerly tears off a chunk and passes it to the next child.I smile, stepping back to stand beside Evans. Brandon wanted to invite his entire class back to the amusement park for his birthday—a huge fling that would've been immensely difficult if it weren't for the presence of some of the other parents, extra watchful eyes on the kids."We should go on the roller coaster next," Brandon says, trying to cajole his friends. "W
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EvansAfter I finish, Carolina is silent for so long that it terrifies me.I just unloaded my entire heart to her, but for the first time in my life, I'm not sure if I said the right thing. I'm not sure if there's anything else I should say, or if another word might only make things worse.I've always known how to handle myself in any situation, always prided myself on being able to manage whatever came my way. But as I gaze at Carolina, desperately wanting her to believe me, all of that confidence slips away.There are tears in the corners of her eyes. Did I just make her cry? Is she upset? Did I just fuck up again?I open my mouth, not sure what else is going to come out—probably a babbling mess of nonsense, to be honest—but before I can stammer a single word, Carolina leans up to kiss me.We stay there for a few moments, locked in a deep kiss. All I can think about is how soft her lips are against mine, the scent of her floral shampoo that I sought in the sheets of my empty bed for
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CarolinaIt's a long drive, all the way from Evans's place up to the Bronx. With each passing minute, I grow more confused, until finally, Evans pulls into a tree-lined asphalt drive, dappled with sunlight.I don't know what destination I was expecting, but whatever it was, it wasn't this. We're at Woodlawn Cemetery.Evans drives slowly through the wrought iron gates, then up the winding access road, in silence. I turn to him, frowning."Evans—""Almost there," he says.He stops the car beneath the sweeping branches of a massive maple, then steps out, gesturing for me to do the same. I hesitate for a few moments, watching as he crosses the street and approaches a simple, granite headstone.Finally, my curiosity gets the better of me. I climb out of the car and approach him. He turns to face me."I wanted to take you to meet my sister," he says. He's smiling, but there's something sad in the depths of his eyes. "I thought that the most important ladies in my life should get the chance
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CarolinaOutside of Evans's ceiling-high windows, there's a flawless view of the winding branches of the oak tree in the backyard. I wake to the sound of a bird, sitting on the branch, chirping a morning tune.I'm nestled into Evans's arms, and that feels... good. Warm. Right. He's still asleep; the bird hasn't woken him. I spend a few seconds dwelling on the blissful feeling, the pleasant soreness in my muscles, as I watch the chickadee hop around on the branch and finally take flight.As soon as it vanishes out of sight, the reality of everything starts to sink in, and I bite my lip as a knot forms in my stomach.Shit. What did I just do?This was a huge mistake. The wound of our breakup was finally starting to heal over, enough that we could have a nice dinner without any awkwardness and with minimal hurt.And now, after this, I've definitely just reopened it, to its fullest extent.It's just going to get harder and harder every time I let myself have a taste. I can't let this cycl
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CarolinaEvans trails his mouth over my neck and shoulders, teeth scraping my skin as I hook my legs around his waist, both of us desperate for the other."So fucking perfect." His voice is muffled against my skin, as if he can't bear to pull away long enough to speak. "You taste so good, Carolina. Every inch of you. I need you so goddamn badly."His hands move to the waistband of my pants, working the button and zipper down, and I rock from side to side a little, lifting my hips enough for him to slide them off. He takes my panties with them, and I hiss out a breath as the cool marble meets my bare skin."I need to be inside you," Evans groans, nearly ripping my pants off my legs as I desperately kick off my shoes. The heat between us is like an inferno, and I swear the rest of my clothes are about to burn to ash just from touching my skin. "Can I...?""Yes!" It's a breathless gasp, and I nod, reaching for his pants too.He's still wearing his shirt, and so am I, but I hardly even ca
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CarolinaA rush of memories hits me as I walk down the second-floor hallway, especially as I walk past the room I lived in while I worked here. Unable to help my curiosity, I pause outside the door, leaning in to survey my old living space.It's almost empty. The bed is made, but it looks like it hasn't been touched since I was here. It's a little depressing, so I move on quickly.Brandon, in his room, has already put on his pajamas with lightning speed. He's crawling into bed as I enter."Story, story, story!" he chants, an eager grin on his face."Ah, ah," I say. "What are you forgetting?"Brandon frowns for a moment, unsure; then realization dawns on him. He climbs back out of bed and goes into the bathroom to brush his teeth. Only once he's back do I settle on the side of his bed, racking my brains for a story.Eventually, I spin a tale about our two betta fish meeting in a stream and becoming friends. Given what I know about betta fish, this is a pretty fanciful story—if Gill and
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CarolinaWe all head up to the registers together, and once everything is paid for, I pause by the door awkwardly, glancing back at Brandon and Evans."Well, it was really nice to run into the two of you," I begin, expecting to ungracefully part ways."You should come have dinner with us!" Brandon bursts out loudly—he's having an energetic day.I cringe internally, glancing over at Evans. "Um, I don't know if that's a good idea, kiddo.""But it would be so fun!" Brandon cries.Evans nods, his eyes warm as he meets my gaze. His voice is sincere as he says, "Please. You should join us."Whatever I was expecting Evans to say, it wasn't that. I open my mouth to refuse, then close it, considering. It couldn't hurt to just go over for dinner. In fact, it might help with the heartache I've been feeling—a reminder that time moves on, or something."Okay, sure," I say hesitantly. "I didn't have anything to do this evening, anyway."Rather than taking the subway back to my place, I get into the
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CarolinaThere are at least fifteen different brands of fish food at the pet store, which makes shopping for my still-unnamed betta fish way more difficult than it needs to be.It's a low maintenance creature, so I don't know what could possibly necessitate all of these different brands. One promises shinier scales, and the other claims to promote healthier fins. I shake my head, weighing one option in each hand.Finally, I decide to make the choice at random. If I picked wrong, my unnamed fish will just have to cope with subpar pellets.I toss the box into my shopping basket and continue down the aisle. I have to pick out a new filter for his little tank, then I'll be on my way.As I round the corner into the next aisle, I almost run straight into someone. I stumble back, startled, and drop my basket. The box of fish food slides across the floor."S-sorry," I stammer, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment."No worries," says a familiar voice.I freeze with my hand halfway to the fish
