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room table pressed near a window. She had painted the walls not covered in brick a dark blue, loving the way the color contrasted with the old brick and the white molding that lined the floors and ceilings. The studio featured hardwood, which Mia enjoyed thoroughly, though she nestled her queen sized bed on top of a rug so her feet were never cold in the mornings. Her tiny home was full of blues, whites, and greens. Like everything else in her life, her home was orderly and tidy.
                  Even drunk, Mia carried her principles of tidiness. She opened her wardrobe and slid her pumps off, putting them back in their assigned spot. She stripped out of her clothes and carefully put them in the hamper, hidden in the bathroom. Naked, she padded across the studio into the kitchen. She’d only turned the lamp next to her couch on when she’d gotten home, and the light that burst from the refrigerator stung her eyes. Steadying herself, Mia pulled out a tiny grease stained cardboard box. She flipped it open and shoved a two day old, cold piece of pepperoni pizza in her mouth. In almost a zombie-like state, she put the empty box back in the fridge and crossed the studio again, flicking the lamp off in the process.
                  Though it was early, Mia knew she’d drank too much for a Tuesday and needed to go to bed or Wednesday would be horrible. Swallowing the last bite of pizza, she climbed up into her comfortable four poster bed. A sheer white fabric was draped around the bed, weaving around the posts. Her comforter was a forest green that was eerily similar to the color of her eyes, though her eyes didn’t have the gradating white polka dots that slid down the length of the blanket. Mia curled into a ball and, with heavy eyes, began drifting to sleep.
                  That is, until Benson slipped into her mind. She’d tried her best to not think of him at the bar, and after a while, he was gone from her memory. Little had she known he was waiting in the depths of her mind. His intoxicating scent tickled in her nose and she licked her lips, heat prickling her body. Mia rolled onto her back and let her hands massage her breasts, pretending they were his. His big hands and long fingers. They had grasped her ass earlier that day, burning through the fabric of her skirt. She rubbed a finger over her nipples the way he did her hand in the lobby of the building. A soft moan escaped her lips. She let go of her body and opened her eyes, quickly rolling towards her nightstand. She fished through her assortment of sex toys and bondage gear until she found the vibrator she was looking for. It wasn’t the strongest she had, but in her drunken and lustful state, Mia didn’t feel like fumbling around to plug the Hitachi wand in. Instead she had decided on a luxurious purple g-spot rabbit vibrator. Her breath hitched as she rubbed her clit with one hand, bringing the vibrating toy down to her heated sex with her other.
                  The cold sensation of the silicone sex toy was nothing compared to what Mia knew Benson would feel like, but at the moment, it was all she had. She squeezed her eyes closed and allowed his memory to flood over her as she turned the toy on, letting the quick vibrations jolt throughout her pussy. Angled so she could pump the toy with one hand and thumb her clit with the other, Mia bit down hard on her lip as she imagined Benson’s luscious lips sucking her nipples. She pretended her fingers were his, grinding out orgasm after orgasm to the thought of him fucking her deep into the bed. Mia pushed herself until she was sure her body couldn’t handle one more quivering orgasm. Panting, she slid the slick toy out of her sex and rested it on the sheets next to it. She’d clean it tomorrow… and her sheets. They were soaked beneath her. But for now, for now Mia would slip into an orgasm induced sleep with the sexy Benson Ward on her mind.

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