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“And we’re in a relationship? Since when?”

“Since right-damn-now, Angela!”

She placed a hand on her hip. “So, we’re in a relationship because you say so?”

“We’re in a relationship because that’s what you want. Isn’t that what you want? A relationship?”

“I didn’t say that, Ryan.”

“Shit, Angela, then what do you want? What do you want me to say? You’re driving me fucking crazy!”

She threw up her hands. “I’m sorry. I’m not trying to make you crazy. I’m just not understanding you. First you say you don’t want to be in a relationship, and now you do?”

“What I want is you! I wanna be with you, and I’ll do or say whatever you want me to, to make that happen.”

“Ryan—”

“Tell me what to do. I’ll do it. Anything you ask. Anything.”

“Ryan, I—”

I cupped her face in my hands. “Tell me what to say, and I’ll say it and I’ll fucking mean it. I’ll mean it from my soul.”

She looked up at me. “Ryan…”

“Tell me, baby. Just tell me.”

“Ryan, I…you don’t—”

“I just wanna be with you. That’s all I want, baby. It’s all I think about. It’s all I’ve thought about since the day I first laid eyes on you. Don’t go on that date. Please, don’t go. Stay with me. Baby, please…just stay here with me. I’m fucking begging you not to go. I’ll do anything, anything you ask. Just stay…”

I lowered my head and kissed her, heard her keys and purse drop to the floor as she wrapped her arms around me. I backed her into the apartment, kicking the door closed behind us, fell to my knees, and lifted her dress.

“Ryan, wait a—”

It was too late, I already had her panties down around her ankles. I stood in front of her and pulled my basketball shorts down. “Kick those panties off, baby. Leave the shoes on.”

She was done protesting, I guess, because she did what I said. And when I lifted her from the floor, she wrapped her legs around me, heels still on. I entered her, wincing when she grabbed my upper arms and dug her nails into them.

She shouted my name, and I smiled at her before devouring her sweet mouth again. I gripped her firm ass and thrusted hard and deep, letting her warmth fuel my passion. She felt good, better than good, and with each stroke, made me want that much more of her.

“Baby, baby…” I said against her mouth.

She whined and whimpered as she clutched me. This was what I had thought about all day at work, being inside of her, holding her, feeling her.

I moved to the sofa, still inside of her as I sat down. As if on cue, she pushed against my chest, threw her head back, and started grinding in my lap.

I tugged at her dress and she raised her arms as I pulled it over her head, pushed her bra up, and covered her breasts with my hands, rolling her nipples between my fingers. “You’re so beautiful, Angela.”

“Ryan, Ryan…” she groaned.

I reached between us, slid my finger over her clit, and felt her jerk. “Ryannnnnnn,” she wailed.

“Baby…” I answered.

She grinded until she hit her peak, jerked so hard she damn near fell off my lap, but I held her to me as tightly as I could without hurting her, and when it was my time to explode, I clamped my mouth to her neck and sucked so hard she screamed.

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