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don’t go out and fuck some guy I just met. But, the way I am feeling right now, I could rip off his clothes and fuck him right here. My panties are soaked. This is so unlike me. But, man can he kiss.
    Myles returns with our wine glasses refilled and sits down next to me. After handing me my glass, he reaches for my hand and laces our fingers together.
    “Myles, I have to be honest with you. I don’t usually do this. I tend to be a little more reserved, but for some reason with you, I want to be anything but reserved.” I’m not able to look him in the eyes as I say this. I’m a little embarrassed by what just happened, even though it was just a kiss — A very hot kiss.
    “Amelia, look at me,” he says while leaning in so his face is just an inch away from mine. “That kiss was amazing, but I am not going to push you to do something you don’t want to do. From what I have learned about you this evening, I believe you when you say this is not the norm for you. You are beautiful and I can tell you wear your heart on your sleeve. But let me be honest with you. I can smell how turned on you are. I bet you are dripping wet for me right now. I would love nothing more than to take you inside and fuck you. Burying myself deep inside your hot pussy is all I can think about right now.”
    Well, when he puts it that way, it does sound rather nice. I bet he could do a number on me too.
    “Myles, um, I’m not really sure what to say to that.” I have to laugh a little, trying to calm my nerves. I quickly drain my glass of its wine and sit the glass down. A little liquid courage never hurt anyone, right? I don’t know what to do next, so I just sit there and stare at him, hoping he will make the next move.
    I don’t have too wait long.
    Myles sits his glass down on the table and turns his attention back to me. I look down at my hands and they are shaking. Why are my hands shaking ? Right…I am nervous as shit. That’s why my hands are shaking. It has been three years since I have had sex. I know a long time. I just didn’t feel the need. Unlike now, I really feel the need.
    “Amelia, relax. If this gets too uncomfortable and you want to stop, just say stop and we stop.” Myles says this as if he is reading my mind, which at this point he probably is. The fact that it’s been three years since I have been with someone was somehow brought into our conversation tonight. I thought he was going to choke on his food when that little bit of information slipped from my mouth. I didn’t intend on telling him it had been that long, but it happened. So, at least now he knows that I am not that experienced.
    Myles stands up still holding my hand, waiting for me to do the same. I slowly stand up and we make our way inside. He leads me through the kitchen towards the stairs. Even though he has ahold of my hand, he looks back over his shoulder to make sure I am still with him.
    All I can do is smile at him, and he smiles back with a smile that has my panties disintegrating. For some strange reason, all my nerves leave right then and I feel completely at ease. Weird .
    Finally walking beside him, we make our way up the stairs. Once we reach the top, we pass a couple of closed doors, then the next is his room. He opens the door and walks in. I follow and he shuts the door and turns on a bedside lamp, which gives his room a nice romantic glow.
    Because my feet are suddenly stuck like glue to the floor, he has to walk toward me. “Amelia, I want you to know that I just don’t bring women back to the house. I don’t talk about my past relationships to readily, and I never bring women home with me. Only you.”
    The next thing I know I am being backed up against the wall. His hands are on either side of me, pinning me in so I can’t go anywhere. His lips are on mine in only a matter of seconds. The kiss is once again consuming. Our teeth are clashing. Pushing his tongue in my mouth, I greedily accept and begin sucking on it. That in