Our Chance

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Authors: Natasha Preston
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after one use? I don’t think we’re being very environmentally friendly,” I replied.
    “Damon,” she said. “We have to go in about two minutes and neither of us are dressed. You got my hair wet with all your splashing around so go and get ready and I’ll do as much bending over as you want later.” I watched in amusement as her eyes widened and she spun around. “Not like that! You know I don’t like that.”
    “No, I know you think you don’t like it.”
    Her eyes narrowed. “You’ve never even done it.”
    “But I’m not saying it’s not my thing. I’d do anything with and to you.”
    “Suck my toes?”
    Smirking, I shrugged one shoulder. “Sure.”
    She pointed and then waved her hand frantically. “You’re weird. Go get dressed!”
    I left her to it and threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I was ready just as she’d finished doing her hair. She strutted into the room and walked over to her suitcase, picking an outfit. My heart hammered harder every second I watched her slip into skinny black jeans and a hot pink knitted jumper. Even the simplest of outfits looked amazing on her. I loved her casual. To be fair I just plain loved her.
    “Okay,” she said. “Let’s go, we’re late.”
    Standing up, I replied, “I’ve been ready for–”
    “Yes, alright, alright!” Reaching out she grabbed my hand and her fingers slipped seamlessly between mine. I swiped the key card off the side and we walked to the lift.
    Nell pressed the button and turned around to face me, her hand still firmly wrapped around mine. She pressed her body up to my chest, and I licked my lips. “Are you trying to get me to pick you up and carry you back to our suite?”
    I ran my free hand down her side, around to her back and pulled her even closer. Her breasts pressed against my chest. This wasn’t a good idea. I wanted her badly. No matter how many times I had her, I always wanted more. She was an addiction that I didn’t want to break.
    The door behind her slid open, she let got of my hand, gripped my t-shirt and pulled me inside. I also loved it when she took charge. “As mind-blowing as that sounds,” she said, pressing the button for the ground floor, “we have somewhere to be.”
    Groaning, I pressed my forehead against hers. The harder I fell for her the more I wanted her to myself. Sometimes I just wanted to shut the whole world out so we could be together without any distractions.
    We stopped on the floor below and other’s got in. I didn’t take my eyes off her.
    “Fine but you’re staying at mine tomorrow night.”
    She shrugged like it was no big deal and replied, “Alright.”
    It was a big deal. The amount of time we spent together – at each other’s places – was more than casual. Nell was either in denial or completely ignorant about it.
    There were three other people with us so I couldn’t do all of the things to her that I wanted. Instead I watched her try to ignore me watching her. It was fun. She kept her eyes ahead, occasionally returning a smile with the old woman standing next to her.
    I meant to just piss her off a bit but I couldn’t look away. Nell was everything I wanted and a whole lot more. She turned to gaze at me, narrowing her eyes for a second, telling me to stop. I couldn’t. I didn’t even want to.
    The woman next to her looked at me and scowled, probably thinking I was stalking Nell.
    I turned my attention back to Nell and ran my tongue along my bottom lip and I could see the shock on the old woman’s face. Nell bit her lips together, trying to stop herself from laughing. Knowing the lift ride was coming to an end, I decided to step things up. I bit my lip, dropped my gaze to her breasts and cocked my eyebrow.
    The door opened on the ground floor and the old woman made a quick exit, followed by an amused, but would never admit it, Nell.
    “You’re terrible!” She said, spinning around and shaking her head at me.
    Laughing triumphantly, I did a bow.
    “How are

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