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“Sorry,” he tells the driver, passing him cash for the ride and a generous tip.

We stumble our way up the stairs to his condo, trading rough kisses and nips. As soon as he gets me through the door, he picks me up, and I wrap my legs firmly around his waist. He buries his face against my neck and presses his teeth into the sensitive flesh there.

‘That’s going to leave a mark,’I think and groan as my core throbs from the exquisite combination of pleasure and pain. We don’t even make it to the bedroom before we begin.

I feel Adam’s hand slip under my dress. His questing fingers easily slip past my lacy G-string and delve into my wet pussy. God, he feels good. I moan and buck against him.

“Riley,” he groans and pushes me against the wall in the hallway. I feel him fidget with his belt for a minute before his cock springs free, curving up to smack against my ass.

“Do it, Adam. I can’t wait anymore.”

That’s all the permission he needs, and he guides the thick head to my opening and pushes into my slick opening. He grips my ass firmly and starts a brutal pace, pounding into my pussy again and again until I’m writhing and fluttering against him. I’ve never been this turned on without foreplay, and I’m so close I can feel my toes curling with each thrust.

“Yes,” he rumbles, panting in my ear and causing goosebumps to spring up all over my body. I feel my nipples tighten in anticipatory arousal when that big, beautiful cock starts twitching inside of me.

“I’m gonna cum, Riley. Fuck.”

“Yes!” I cry. “Cum now, cum with me!”

We slip to the floor, both trembling with the intensity of our climax.

***

The next morning, I have to head to Paws and Claws to give Abby a day off. Adam wishes we had time to talk, but he understands and drives me home early to get ready. After a quick shower and breakfast, I head in, and Shay greets me at the door.

“Hey, Ri!” she says as she ushers me in. “We just got some new Yorkies. I could use your help getting them settled.”

“Sure thing, just show me what to do.”

We spend the morning setting up the kennels, giving the puppies baths and vaccines, and a whole lot of playtime. I never knew Yorkies were such sweet little dogs, but they freak me out a little too. They seem so fragile. Shay just laughs off my concerns.

“They are a lot stronger than you’d think, but you can’t roughhouse with them like some of the larger breeds.”

“Still, I’d be afraid to hurt them. If I get a dog, it’ll have to be something hardy. Maybe a Frenchie or something like that.”

“An excellent choice. Pugs are great too.”

“Yes, Shay. We all know about your pug obsession.” I grin at her. “Did you adopt that one you refuse to let anyone else have yet?”

“He’s the company pug, thank you very much.”

“Uh-huh,” I laugh, and she shoos me away to fill up some water bottles.

***

Later that afternoon, our baby sister Lily comes in, looking bright-eyed and happy.

“What’s got you so bubbly, kid?” I ask her. “You look like you’ve got a crush.” Lily blushes hard, and I cackle. “You do! Shay, Lily has a boyfriend!” Shay comes out from the back room.

“I do not!” Lily insists, still bright red.

“Oh?” I ask. “Then why are you blushing, little sister?”

She covers her face with her hands and squeaks a little in embarrassment. “It’s not like that. I haven’t even really talked to him that much yet,” she sighs, and a dreamy expression spreads across her face. “He’s a foreign exchange student from England. His name is Devin, and he isgorgeous.”

“Ooh, a proper English boy, huh?”

“Yes! He’s so smart and polite and… And I’m in love.”

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