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saved me when this married guy was hitting on me at the bar.”

“Ah,” she smiles, eyes sparkling, “that sounds like something my boy would do.”

“So,” I continue, snapping the lid on, “we ended up having dinner together and that was supposed to be it, until…” I trail off.

“Until,” he picks up the conversation, “it turned out she lived in the same building in the apartment right across from me.”

“Wow,” she gasps, her eyes shining. “Imagine that. It’s strange how things work.”

“Yeah,” he clears his throat, looking at me significantly, “it is.”

“Thank you again for inviting me today.”

Hayden parks his SUV in the lot outside our building. The heater is turned on, the quiet hum filling the air.

“You’re welcome.” He undoes his seatbelt and I do the same, but neither of us makes a move to get out of the car. He turns to me with a look in his eyes I can’t quite decipher. Like he’s torn between pleasure and pain. “I liked you being there. A lot.”

The air in the vehicle grows thick. Even though it’s probably six times the size of my Volkswagen Beetle it somehow feels smaller. All the oxygen seems to be sucked out as we stare at each other, silence heavy between us as we wait for someone to say or do something.

He breaks first.

He cups my face in one hand, angling my face up so our lips meet in the middle. He pulls back the tiniest fraction to murmur, “I’ve been waiting all day to do that,” before he’s kissing me again.

I moan, trying not to feel embarrassed by the sound. I brace my hand on his chest irritated by the fact that the center console is in our way. Hayden must be as bothered by it as I am, because the second I go to move my leg to climb over he curves his hand around my thigh and helps me, making the journey much easier. I settle onto his lap, stifling a gasp at the firm outline of his cock pressing against my core.

“Hayden,” I gasp, his hips bucking up into mine.

“Fuck,” he growls lowly, holding onto my waist and pressing me harder against him. Grabbing the back of my neck, he yanks me in for a rough kiss. “Why are you so fucking irresistible?” It’s a question, but one he doesn’t expect an answer to.

“Touch me,” I beg. “Please.”

His widened eyes hold my stare. “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” I gasp, leaning back, careful not to hit the horn and draw attention to ourselves. His eyes drop to the button and zipper of my jeans, hesitating. “Do it.” He pops the button with deft fingers and slides the zipper down. He looks at me again for permission. “Keep going.”

He yanks my jeans and panties down as far as they’ll go in the confined space. Shoving my shirt up he places a gentle kiss beside my belly button before he lets his fingers trail down my body.

His fingers slip down to my pussy and we moan in unison. “Fuck, you’re so wet.” My cheeks flame with embarrassment. “Don’t get shy on me now.”

He slides one finger inside me, pumping it slowly.

In and out.

In and out.

I brace my hands on his shoulders, my breaths rapid.

“God, you’re gorgeous.” He leans forward, placing a kiss on my neck, biting the spot there.

A noise echoes in my throat when he adds a second finger and presses his thumb against my clit. “Don’t stop,” I beg brokenly. “Whatever you do, don’t stop.”

By some miracle he listens, and my eyes drop to our laps, watching his fingers glide in and out of me. The peak builds, and that blissful high hits me forcefully. I cry out, my body collapsing against his. Hayden holds me with one arm, my eyes nearly bugging out of my head when pulls his fingers from my body and brings them to his mouth, licking them clean. If I thought my face was red before it definitely is now.

“You taste amazing,” he growls, and then he’s kissing me again and I taste myself on his lips. It should be disgusting, but it turns me on even more.

He lets me come down from my high and then helps me fix my pants and shirt back into place.

I don’t know how, but we manage to get ourselves in order and grab the leftovers his mom sent us home with.

On the elevator up to our apartments he holds my hand the whole time and I can’t stop smiling. At