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emanating from his tight, toned structure. Then, it happened. He smiled and she was his for the taking. Her body began to lubricate itself, soaking her nether region with her juices, hopeful for some long-overdue attention.
    “Melissa?” He asked with a grin.
    Pull it together, bitch. He’s hot, but you aren’t some light-weight. Act like you remember who you are!
    “Ah, yes! Colby?”
    “In the flesh,” he smirked, his eyes still on a voyage of discovery across her body.
    “Nice to meet you!” she exclaimed as she leaned in to give him a polite hug. It was so quick, she barely even touched him. She was so nervous, she was nearly shaking. It was one thing to end her sexual drought with a decent-looking guy, but Colby Roberts was drop dead gorgeous. She knew they’d make a stunning couple while they were out on the town and she knew they’d have earth-shattering sex because their chemistry was off the meter.
    “Whoa, whoa, whoa! I know you can do better than that. I’ve flown across the country to see you and all I get is that weak hug?” He laughed, licking his lips in the process as he got a good look at Melissa’s perky breasts spilling out of her dress.
    He grabbed her and pulled her closer, nearly smothering her against his broad, inviting chest. He gave her a nice squeeze and her breasts smashed against him, driving her mad as her rock hard nipples were planted against his firm pecks. Her slippery middle pressed against his thick cock as it bulged in his pants and she couldn’t resist pushing her throbbing camel toe gently against his hard member.
    “That’s more like it,” he said, his own voice a bit shaky as the sexual tension nearly knocked them both over.
    “Next time, I’ll do better,” she laughed nervously.
    “So, I guess that means I’ve officially been granted permanent status in your phone’s contacts?” He grinned at her with lips that were so inviting, it took everything in her being not to jump his bones right then.
    She laughed, “The jury’s still out, but it’s certainly looking like a very real possibility.”
    “Well, that’s no fair. That hug alone should have gotten me at least a tentative entry.” He looked at her so intently, so deeply, it made her fidget.
    “Come on in while I grab my jacket and handbag,” Melissa responded, ignoring his flirtation as she led him inside.
    Colby took a seat in one of the barstools surrounding the island in Melissa’s kitchen. His tall, commanding frame was a welcomed presence in her apartment. So few guys had been there in recent months, she thought about taking a picture of him standing there for those cold, lonely D.C. nights that were just over the horizon. He watched her closely as she moved about the apartment gathering her things for their night out. Like a lion sizing up its prey.
    “Would you like something to drink?” she asked out of pure, southern necessity.
    I’d like a drink of you, he thought as his brain processed the question. “Ah, no. I’m fine, for now, but I’ll certainly take you up on a night cap when dinner is done. Unless the jury is still out on my coming back up after we’ve had a lovely dinner…”
    She chuckled, “So, you know, for sure, that we’re going to have a lovely dinner, huh?”
    He stood up from the stool, the fullness of his massive frame speaking before his lips even parted. “Oh, I’m sure of it. There isn’t a woman alive who’d say I don’t know how to please, Ms. Franks.” He stared into her eyes, daring her to break his gaze. She kept it, matching his intensity. Her nipples were now so hard they would probably poke holes in the thin fabric covering them if not for her bra.
    “Then, a night cap, it is,” she responded as she took in the enormity of his frame, absentmindedly licking her own lips in the process. If all goes well, you can have a night cap and anything else you want, big boy.
    He smiled. “Good.” That’s all I needed to hear. I’m going to make you