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body. I found her arms and pulled myself in. She didn’t try to flee, but stood there, waiting.
    My hand touched her hip, then slid around her back, moving her in toward my own body. It was paradise to have her skin against mine. I could feel my dick starting to harden against my pant leg. Oh fuck did I want her. I yearned for her touch and for her embrace as much as I did for her pussy.
    "You jerk," she whispered. "You big, stupid ... jerk ...."
    Our lips found each other in the dark as I pressed mine against hers. I brought her closer until her body pressed against me. Her curves tempted me as her soft flesh brushed my abs. Even when we were separated by clothing, I could feel the heat from her warmth.
    Our kiss was more passionate than expected. She pushed back, opening her mouth to greet my tongue. Her taste almost made me melt. She was like blueberries and cream; warm and inviting. Rosabella pressed her breasts against my chest, leaning into me.
    I caught myself not breathing and pulled back to look at her. Her eyes were half lidded and drunk with lust. There was something else there, lying under the surface that I couldn’t read.
    Whatever it was, it was genuine and I was ready to take my chance with her.
    I doubled down, grabbing her upper arms and swinging her around until Rosa was up against the door. She hit it with a dull thud, squeaking in surprise.
    Fuck, did I love the noises she made.
    Again, our lips crashed together, creating a tidal wave of tastes and feelings. My hands ran down her sides, feeling the contours of her body. Oh she felt like heaven beneath my fingertips. When my hands made their way back up, they strayed toward her front, grabbing one of her pert breasts.
    She gasped.
    “I ― " Rosabella moved away from our kiss. “Lance … I don’t know.”
    “You don’t know what?” I didn’t waste my time talking, my head lowering toward her neck to plant kisses down toward her collar. Her breathing was becoming more intense by the second.
    “I-IS this a good idea?”
    “Yes.”
    I knew what I wanted and she trusted that it was right. Finally, I could feel her body relax to my kisses. She leaned into them, pressing herself into me like she depended on my embrace to live. 
    Good.
    The next time our lips met, we had memorized the dance. I could sense her movements as soon as she thought of them. Her body responded to my touch with such earnest that I felt like I was on fire with lust. No longer could I ignore the aching in my jeans.
    Fucking her was the only thing I wanted.
    The black mini dress she was wearing was easy to maneuver with my hands.
    Her top pulled down, exposing her bra and shoulders. Helping me, Rosabella wiggled her arms out and then wrapped them around my neck.
    Being an old pro, I took no time at all to unclasp the bra straps behind her. Soon, the DD cups that held her breasts fell to the floor and freed her tits.
    They were perky, round and perfectly suited to her body type. My rough hand caressed one as I kissed her deeply, pushing her up against the door so she had nowhere to go.
    “Ah!” I could feel her squirm with pleasure underneath me. Was she this new to being felt up? I surely hoped so. My lips strayed from hers to nibble on her ear.
    “You have to be quiet or your brothers might hear.”
    “Screw my brothers,” she replied breathily.
    “I’d rather screw you,” I retorted, squeezing her breasts once more.
    It was only a few more moments until the rest of her little black dress found itself on the floor. All she had left to her name was a pair of lacy, black panties.
    Those would stay on.
    My lips found her breasts and I latched on, kissing and licking them. The small sounds that she made drove me to insanity. I loved the way she cooed when I brushed my lips across her skin and the way she cried out when I teased her with a playful bite.
    Her hands found my cheeks, then gently guided me back to her face. I loved it when a woman told me what she wanted.
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