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SIXAUDREYDYLAN SEEMED TO GO PALE. He normally had rather fair skin—probably because he was British and because his work habits didn’tlet him out in the sun too often—but now he was even whiter thanusual.Maybe it was a bit scandalous to just drop my dress the way Ihad. I could have talked to him about my plan first, but after the wayhe’d kissed me the night before, I didn’t think conversation wasnecessary. I was certainly still buzzing from the feel of his lips andthe sweep of his tongue. I thought a little skin would be all that wasneeded to reignite those passions in him as well.Instead, it seemed to throw him into a state of shock.“Audrey,” he stammered, his eyes darting everywhere, then tome, then quickly to anywhere else but me. He was deliberately tryingnot to look, but it seemed he couldn’t help himself. “What the bloodyhell are you doing, girl?” He picked my dress up off the floor andbrought it to me. “Put this on. Please. There aren’t curtains. Thewhole city
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“Yes, I’m sure. Or, it’s nearly twenty. Nineteen, to be precise.”“Nineteen.” I thought about that for a minute, growing morecomfortable with the idea by the moment. “That’s kind of hot, isn’t it?That a woman that you’re interested in who is nineteen years yourjunior is throwing herself at you? Begging you to teach her a thing ortwo. Or seven.”I’d closed in on him while I was talking, trapping him against thearmchair. He didn’t realize until he’d tripped and fell backward intothe seat, but he’d only caught the edge in his fall and immediatelyslipped to the ground.And I slipped right into his lap.I spread my legs, straddling him the way I had the night before.His breath came fast, but even, and his skin was hot to the touch as Iswept my finger across his forehead, brushing away the hair that hadfallen there. He locked his eyes on mine, the pupils darkening asthey lingered in his stare.“I’m supposing you don’t need CPR,” I teased. I was terrible, buthe was too easy.His
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It took me a few minutes to realize he was purposefully tauntingme.Then it took me another few minutes to realize I really liked thistoo. I mean, I hated it. But as the torture continued, a tension builtinside me, low and deep. A hum that spread through my core andout to my limbs. By the time he lowered himself to grind across mycrotch, I was already halfway to an orgasm.From there, the hum intensified quickly. Each thrust of his pelvisagainst mine sent me closer to the edge. He still had his pants on! Istill had on panties, and yet he’d found the perfect spot, hit it onevery stroke, making the hum swell and expand and consume andtake over and buzz, buzz, buzz, and…Suddenly it was all gone at the sound of a clearing throat.Guess when I’d sent the agent away I’d forgotten that he’d alsobe coming back.Whoops.I wasn’t sorry. I wasn’t sorry at all.SEVENDYLANI’D NEVER LOST an erection so fast.Thank God, since it made it easier to scramble to my feet anddistract Jeff Jo
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“I KNEW it would happen one day, honestly. He’s a teenager now.He wants to spend his school breaks on skiing trips with his friendsand playing marathon sessions of Fortnite, or whatever the game ishe’s into at the moment. He doesn’t want to waste half of hisholidays stuck in an aeroplane traveling to visit his boring old father.”I paused to take a swallow of my champagne. It was early foralcohol, but Audrey had said the finding of my apartment hadwarranted a celebration, and as I’d already discovered, it wasimpossible to deny her whims.Which was also why I’d spent the last ten minutes waxing onabout Aaron. What a boring subject for a young female companion.Nothing could bring out the old man in me like reminding me of myteenager. I knew better than to bring up the topic, but as soon as thewaiter had taken our order, she’d asked.And she was compelling, that one was. She didn’t have to asktwice.To her credit, she’d remained engaged throughout my indulgentrant, asking qu
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1524 wordsAnd as long as I was being authentic, as long as I was beinghonest, she did bring out the best in me. She reminded me of thatpure passion I’d felt for life so long ago. It was nice to remember thatman I’d once been, even if it wasn’t a man I ever wanted to be again.But she was wrong on one point—it wasn’t good for me. Shewasn’t good for me. To believe she was would be an absolute lie.EIGHTAUDREYD: Are you still awake?MY PULSE PICKED up at the message from Dylan when it arrived. Itwas half past midnight, and I’d texted him hours ago during theintermission of Waitress. I’d been antsy waiting for a response, afraidhe was bailing on me, so obviously, I was relieved to see his name,to say the least.Now was a better time to talk to him anyway. Sabrina wasalready asleep, and I wasn’t as into my reading of A Curator’sHandbook as I should have been.But I was into Dylan Locke. More than I should have been.A: I was beginning to think u’d gotten cold feet.D: Ha ha. N
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“Uh, I’m a college student. All-nighters are kind of my gig. Thequestion is—will it be a problem for you, old man?”“You like to remind me of our age difference, I think.” I couldpractically hear his scowl through the line.“Only because it makes you so hot and bothered.”“Does it make you hot and bothered?” His voice had dropped andthe words that came out were ragged.“Yes, Professor Locke.” My answer sounded just as raw as thequestion, and the buzz in my belly had spread out through my limbs.It made me hotter the more I thought I about it.“Let me ask you then—as your professor, I should know what sortof prior education you’ve acquired.”Oh, geez. He was always incredibly sexy, but he was even hotterwhen he played the teacher part. Especially when he was alsoenthusiastic.“Um.” I stood up to pace the room, hoping to release some of therestlessness he stirred in me. “Let’s see.”“If you’re uncomfortable discussing this—”“I’m not,” I cut him off. “At all. I just know our tim
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A: Thanks for looking out for me, Daddy. ;)His reply came when I was in the elevator.D: I sense teasing in your last message.And another followed right after, one that instantly made me feelthe most taboo kind of sexy.D: Be careful. Daddy only rewards girls who show himrespect.Oh, boy. Dylan was good.When I got to the lobby of Sabrina’s building, I realized exactlyhow good he was—the car was already waiting for me. He musthave had it on standby, ready for whenever I finally got back to him.The ride to Dylan’s apartment was quick with the late-night quiet—eh, quieter—streets. I hummed Christmas songs from the show aswe drove, and even though I still had the key Jeff Jones had givenme, I texted Dylan as soon as I got there to let him know I’d arrivedlike he’d asked. The key got me in the front door without trouble andinto the elevator, so I was bouncing down the hallway toward his unitin a matter of minutes.All of it had happened so fast, in fact, that it wasn’t until
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But then his hands were inching lower, down into the creasebetween my cheeks. “No knickers,” he said in a hiss. “You are asmuch of a bad girl as you are a good one, aren’t you, Audrey?”Really, it had been about pantylines. Tight leggings showeverything, and I wasn’t fond of thongs.But before I could respond, he dug his fingers into my flesh andpulled me forward, bringing his knee up tight against my pussy at thesame time. The increase in friction took the buzz from mono tostereo. I put my hands flat against the wall behind me for support asmy mouth parted in a desperate sigh.There were more murmurs from Dylan, more sighs from me, andthen he was pulling my leggings down to my thighs, exposing therecently trimmed (thank heavens) patch of hair above my naughtybits, to borrow the British term. I spread my legs farther,unabashedly. Showing him. Begging him.And somehow he knew.Because his fingers found his way between my pussy lips, andwith expertise, he strummed my skin, h
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