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“You look…fit. Soccer?”

“Lacrosse,” she replied. “But only back in high school.”

“Mind if I sit?” I asked, my desire for her bubbling over. I didn’t wait for her response, I just sat down beside her.

She smelled incredible and I was instantly salivating. There was a hint of coconut shampoo, but that wasn’t it; it was her I was smelling. And like a wild animal, her smell was giving me one very specific urge…

“You know you shouldn’t be out here alone at night,” I told her, my eyes drawn to her sweet thighs. Those shorts did nothing to hide them from me. “Could end up with some creep coming over to you.”

Her plump chest heaved as she took a deep breath.

She’s nervous…

“Oh, yeah?” she whispered. “A creep like you?”

“I’m not a creep,” I told her, leaning in until I felt the warmth of her body against mine.

“But you’re not a gentleman…”

“Oh, I am,” I replied. “But when I see something I want, I go for it.”

Unable to hold back anymore, I kissed her, and everything changed.

A low, guttural growl came up from inside me as our lips met. My hand slid around the back of her neck and into her hair as I kissed her hungrily. She moaned back, a sweet innocent little sound with a hint of bad girl behind it.

I tried to push my tongue into her mouth, but she made the first move. Her teeth found my bottom lip and closed down. She bit me, just hard enough to hurt but not hard enough to ruin the moment.

Damn…

There was more to this girl than what met the eye.

I growled against her mouth again, tightened my grip on her neck, and forced her lips open with my tongue. She sucked it desperately and my other hand found the soft, supple skin of her inner thigh and squeezed.

I hadn’t been lying when I told her that when I saw something I wanted, I went for it, but that hadn’t applied to anyone but my ex-wife, and we’d split up three years ago before I went away for work.

She was the only one who’d ever grabbed my attention before, but when I thought back to then, I realized it was nothing compared to the hold that this girl had over me.

She’d sat there, swinging her feet on the bench, and sent my whole world spinning.

Her legs parted as I ran my hand up her thigh towards the warmth as the bulge in my pants grew and grew, threatening to split my zipper. I was possessed by a lust I’d never known, smitten by a goddess who’d come out of nowhere and changed my plans completely.

Now, the only thought in my mind was of her.

She threw her arms around me and pulled me down on top of her. Ordinarily, this would have been a sign of a very experienced girl, but I could tell by the way she did it that this was a first for her.

And I’d be her first for everything…

I kissed down her cheek and took her earlobe between my lips. Gently, like she’d done to me, I bit down, causing her body to arch up off the bench against mine.

I felt every inch of her and the flames inside me roared to a new height. I brushed her long blonde curls aside and delicately kissed her neck down to her collarbone. Her little tiny gasps that came each time my lips touched her skin were like music to my ears.

“What…what is your name?” she asked me, breaking the silence.

I smiled and lifted my face to hers. Her green eyes were deep and lustful and had me ready to drop to my knees and worship her.

“Jim,” I whispered. “What’s yours?”

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