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She walks up behind me. Stops and stays still and quiet. And when I turn to face her, she lets out a breath.

I study her for a moment. The way her long legs disappear inside the pleats of her short skirt. The way her t-shirt hugs her breasts and reveals the thin outline of her bra underneath. Her long, scarlet hair and her wide green eyes glisten in the bright light of day.

She reminds me of fire.

Not the heat or even the color of fire. The draw of it. The beauty. The pull.

I’m familiar with that pull, but this is different.

Soshee Ameci was right about her self-assessment. She is a lovely little bottle of poison. She holds something inside herself that is uniquely hers. Something powerful and dangerous. Something mysterious and mystical.

Not the way her mother is mystical. Not something ethereal. Something much more real than that. Something almost… tangible.

She is the villain in the story.

But so am I.

And I think that makes us a pretty good team.

I reach for her and pull her towards me, a new desire building inside me. A new willingness too. “I’m not good with words. I don’t have a name for this. No label or description. I don’t really understand how we even got here when two days ago I didn’t even know you existed. But when I’m with you I feel like a totally different person. When you talk I want to listen. When you lead I want to follow. I like you, Soshee. I need you to know that before we get any further into our fourth date in two days. I like you. I’m here for you.”

She inhales slowly and holds her breath for a moment, her eyes searching mine for a few brief seconds. “I like you too, Tony.”

I want to say more. I suddenly wish I had taken notes last night when I was eavesdropping in on Vann’s big speech. Because I feel different and I don’t think what I just said is enough. I wish I could pull all the confusing, conflicting feelings out of my heart and turn them into words.

I’m about to give it a try when Soshee’s fingertip gently presses against my lip. “It’s OK. I get it.”

And then she kisses me.

Just like that. She just… takes over. Takes charge and kisses me. She ends forty-eight hours of mystery and intrigue and turns it into reality.

My hands come up to her face and I hold her as I kiss her back. Her lips are soft and she tastes like sweet, refreshing oranges on a bright spring day. I slide one hand into her long, thick mane while the other one travels down the side of her body and lands on her hip.

She’s lifting my shirt up, her long red-tipped fingernails gently brushing against the tanned-brown skin of my waist.

“I have a sudden urge to do very dirty things with you,” I say.

She responds by reaching for the button of my jeans and popping it open. There is no hesitation. No second-guessing. Her hand slips down inside my jeans and when she takes my already growing shaft in the palm of her hand and squeezes it, I suddenly feel like this was the point.

This was the point.

Her. Me. Us. This.

My hand slides under her skirt. Right between her legs. No hesitation on my part either.

She pushes me backwards, still holding my cock in her hand, until my lower back hits the window ledge. I open my legs wide enough to let her slip her hips between them. My fingers ease past her panties and slide right up into a delicious pool of wetness.

And then her mouth is on mine, her tongue dancing past my lips as she tugs my pants down just enough to free my cock and then, before I even know what’s happening, she’s looking me in the eyes as she squats down and takes her kisses with her.

The moment her lips touch the tip of my cock I suck in a deep breath and want to close my eyes.

But I don’t close my eyes. I don’t want to miss a single second of this new beginning.

I wish I could play with her pussy as she teases me with her tongue, licking my head and swirling it around the tip like she’s about to devour something delicious. But then she opens her legs and adjusts her skirt so I have the perfect view as she begins to tease herself too.

“Fuck, Soshee,” I moan.

She grins at me, winks, and then opens her mouth and places my cock on her tongue.