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you.”
    A few more thrusts and Vi feels herself falling into her sweet release. Just as she’s about to utter his name, Andrés covers her mouth with his tender lips.

Chapter 10
    “Shouldn’t you be going home?” Vi asks Andrés one evening. She gets out of bed and makes her way to the bathroom. The evenings are a restless time for her. Probably explains why she likes to go dancing. It quells her restlessness, at least temporarily.
    He stretches out across her bed, the ivory Sferra sheets falling to the side. She pauses to take in the view. Unlike many of the men Vi’s had, his beauty and style are uniquely his own.
    “I thought we’d stay in. Your bed is quite comfortable.”
    “I don’t like overnight guests,” Vi calls out from the bathroom. “Besides, don’t you have a date or something?”
    “Summers can be slow. A lot of my clients are out at their beach houses or traveling. I prefer to stay local.”
    By the time she re-enters the bedroom, Andrés is dressed.
    “That was fast,” Vi observes, putting on a fitted black lace Rag & Bone dress.
    “I won’t stay where I’m not wanted.”
    She walks up to him, turns around and holds up her hair. He zips up the dress without saying a word.
    “You are very much wanted. I just don’t like sleepovers. One night may eventually become two and so on. You know how this goes.”
    He shrugs. “Maybe, but if we’re both having fun, I don’t see the harm.”
    Vi leans in for a deep kiss. She won’t say it, but she’s addicted to his lips. The feel, the touch, the shape of them. Everything about him, as a matter of fact, makes her want to be with him. Hell, if she had to, maybe she’d pay for his company. But it’s that kind of wanting that makes him dangerous for her. She knows if she lets him in any more than she has, it will only turn out badly for the both of them.
    By the time they pull themselves apart, his shirt is off and her dress is unzipped. His erection is straining against his pants as he carries her to the kitchen. “Where are you taking me?” She asks between kisses.
    He sets her down on the wide, granite-top island in the middle of the kitchen and spreads open her legs. “You said you don’t like sleepovers, so I think we’ll have to keep ourselves busy. There are at least fifteen other rooms in this apartment, right?”
    Vi nods, her eyes hooded with desire as he lowers himself in front of her waiting pussy. With one finger, he moves her soaking panties to the side and runs his tongue over her throbbing clit. She arches her back and opens her legs even more. He makes it easy to forget her rules, too easy.
     

Chapter 11
    “You going to dance class today? Monsieur Renard was asking if I’d any idea what happened to you.”
    Vi shrugs. “I’ve been taking classes in the afternoon.”
    “Why?” Andrés bends down and kisses Vi’s breast. “Are you avoiding me?” She feels his erection stirring. The man is insatiable. Finally, someone who matches her drive.
    She rolls over and puts her finger to his lips. “That’s one reason. Also, I wanted to get back to dancing alone. I need my space.” Vi gets up off the floor and loosens her braid. Andrés convinced her to amend her sleepover policy if they slept anywhere but the bed, so last night he fucked her thoroughly on the antique Persian rug in the formal living room. She’s promised herself that it’s just for a couple of weeks. Soon the summer will be over, and school will be back in session. Vi takes her education too seriously to compromise her standards, even for him.
    “Where are you going then?” He asks.
    Vi shrugs. “I’m meeting my academic advisor at ten.”
    “Oh yeah?” He smiles. “Does your advisor hold the key to your life purpose?”
    She chuckles. “Yeah, maybe.”
    “What’s your major anyway?”
    “Math.” Vi starts toward her bedroom.
    “Oooh, damn.” Andrés catches up with her and scoops her into his arms. “A math geek. You’re even sexier to