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  The tip of Cleo’s nose is red. I want to pull her into my arms. I have never wanted to kiss a girl this bad.

  “I don’t need to tell you anything. It’s my life. You don’t run it.”

  Marsha is shaking her head like she can’t believe it.

  “You would have been on the streets if it wasn’t for me. I saved you.”

  “And I have spent the last three months showing you exactly how grateful I am for that.”

  “Well, that is not enough!” Marsha screams.

  I stand up and stand between the two girls. I’ve had enough. I’m not spending another second listening to this bullshit. Cleo deserves better.

  “Get out,” I growl at Marsha. She stares at me in shock at first and then she opens her mouth like she’s about to say something.

  So I take a step towards her.

  “Get the fuck out of here. You heard her, she doesn’t need you.”

  Marsha looks over her shoulder at Cleo, when she doesn’t get a response from her, she turns around and finally leaves.

  Cleo

  I’m staring at Irwin and he’s staring right back at me. Can he tell how turned on I am right now? There’s warmth between my legs caused by the way he just defended me. . Nobody has ever stood up for me like that before. When Marsha walked away without a fight, I felt relief, joy and happiness for the first time in forever, and it was all because of this man. This wonderful, handsome hunk of muscle.

  He steps towards me and my lips part. There is nothing I want more than for him to kiss me right now. Right here.

  “Thank you for that,” I murmur.

  “You don’t need to thank me,” he says.

  He’s standing close to me now, so close that I can feel the heat coming off his body. I want him to touch me again, the way he did when he grabbed my waist and kept me from falling.

  “I’m glad I bumped into you tonight,” I say. I am whispering and he can still hear me, despite how loud it is in here. He comes towards me. The chemistry between our bodies is obvious. We are communicating the same message without actually saying the words.

  This man is way out of my league, but the way he looks at me makes me feel like I’m the only girl in this place.

  “I haven’t been able to take my eyes off you since you walked in here,” he replies. That shocks me a little. I had no idea he noticed me before the near-accident.

  I realize I have my breasts thrust out towards him. My body is primed for him. He moves closer and I have to tip my head backwards so I can look at him.

  “This feels crazy…” I manage to say but the last part is muffled because now he’s covered my mouth with his. Our lips meet. His tongue is inside my mouth and I groan with joy. Since I laid eyes on him, my body has been craving for this. A part of him is inside me now. His hands are all over me again. He cups my ass as he pulls me into himself.

  Our heads angle and move to mold our tongues together. This kiss feels like it’s going to last a lifetime. But then he suddenly starts pulling away. I’m left breathless.

  It’s over. That was it. One fleeting kiss in a crowded bar. Maybe I’ll never see him again.

  “I live just around the corner, do you want to come to my place?” he asks. I look down and see he’s holding my hands.

  Can he tell my cheeks are flushed? I’ve never wanted anything more than I want to spend the night with him now. I want to jump into his arms and kiss him again…but instead, I manage to keep myself poised and just nod.

  “Yeah, sure, sounds good,” I say.

  He keeps a firm hand on the small of my back as he leads me out of the bar. I hold my breath.

  This night can only get better.

  Irwin

  We manage to keep it together till we take the elevator up to my apartment. I open the door and she walks in ahead of me. I love watching her ass swing in that tight black dress. I loved kissing her. Love. I don’t usually think about that word, but now it’s stuck in my head.

  I know I want her. I’ve never felt this way for a girl before. I’m burning up with desire. . But is it really possible to feel something this strong for someone you just met?

  Cleo looks around the apartment for a few moments, taking everything in. Then her eyes land on me and that is it.

  We lunge at each other like two wild animals who have been freed from their cages. Her hands are on me. Unbuttoning my shirt. Undoing my belt. Pushing down my pants.

  I pull down the zip on the side of her dress. Her straps fall over her shoulders. She’s wearing a skimpy silk bra. Her big breasts spill over the cups and I grab them with both hands. Fuck. She is the sexiest creature I’ve ever seen.

  I pull her into my arms again, kissing her while I push her backwards. We tumble down together onto the couch. My mouth is on her lips, her chin, down her neck. I’m pulling her dress down simultaneously until she is in nothing but her lingerie.

  My tongue runs down her cleavage, down her stomach and then I’m right above that sweet hot spot between her chunky thighs. Cleo runs her fingers through my hair and moans, thrusting her hips up towards me in invitation.

  All I want to do is taste her.

  I look up and our eyes meet. This is the woman I want. It’s physical, but it’s emotional too.. I love the way her body shapes to match mine. How our breathing matches. She trusted me from the moment our eyes met. She still trusts me.

  I pull down her panties and she gasps like she’s in shock.

  “You are beautiful,” I groan. My cock is throbbing. My underwear is on the floor. I pull her panties down to her ankles and now she is naked. I stare down at her body. I’m mesmerized.

  “Irwin…” she says my name softly. She can’t wait. I can’t wait either.

  I touch her between her legs and she rolls her hips, arching herself upwards. My thumb finds her swollen clit. She’s so wet already. She wants me like I want her.

  While my thumb strokes her clit, my middle finger slides into her pussy. Her body sucks me in. So tight and deliciously wet.

  “Oh my God!” she cries out while she trembles underneath me. I use my other hand to pin down her leg, stretching her open wide for me.

  My finger thrusts in and out of her and then I move my mouth towards her. My tongue finds that sweet swollen spot of hers and she cries out with pleasure again. She tastes better than anything I’ve tasted before.

  And now I’m hungry for more.

  Cleo

  My body is trembling, my legs are flung wide open. I stare up at the ceiling. Irwin returns from a different room, with a wrapped condom in his hand. He is completely naked with a body that looks like it was chiseled from marble by a sculptor.

  He is perfect. Why does he want me? What does he see in me?

  But all those self doubts melt away when he covers me with his body. His cock is swinging big and strong between his legs. He stretches on top of me and I can feel myself sinking further into the couch.

  He plants his arms on either side of me. The condom is on. He is ready. So am I. The first few minutes after we got here were a haze. It was like our bodies were out of control. But now we are moving to a soft slow rhythm.

  He kisses me again. I wrap my arms around his neck. I’m enjoying the taste of him. The pressure and heaviness of his body on top of mine is irresistible. I feel safe here. Even though we just met, there is something about the way he touches me that makes me feel like this is meant to be.

  And just like that, he’s inside me. Irwin pushes his cock into me and I sigh, pulling my mouth away from him. I’m gripping his strong muscular shoulders, my eyes are pressed shut. He goes slow at first. Inch by inch, filling me up.

  Then my eyes fly open and I stare at him. There is a dark desire on his face. He wants to make me come.

  Irwin starts moving. We groan and sigh together as our bodies pick up a steady matching rhythm. He is so deep inside me.

  When he wedges a hand between us so he can reach my clit again, I know it’s game-over. The touch of his
thick fingers on my clit is all I need to come. To push me over the edge.

  We move together fast. Faster now. The couch is shaking under us. In and out. Our bodies slap together. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him in closer and closer to me. His fingers do their magic on my clit and now I’m coming with an intensity I didn’t know existed. It’s like an explosion.

  I hear him grunt and his thrusts become harder. More wild. I feel his quick release at the same time my orgasm takes over.

  Everything is a blur. My toes curl. I’m digging my nails into his back. This is too much…I don’t even deserve this kind of happiness.

  His cock is so big inside me. I could come again. He hasn’t stopped stroking me. I want to feel like this forever. I feel fulfilled and then slowly, bit by bit, I realize I’m floating back down to Earth.

  Irwin

  I want us to stay like this, wrapped up in each other’s arms.

  When I first saw Cleo walk into the bar, I wasn’t expecting the night to take this turn. One-night-stands are a concept I am more than familiar with; but it is not something I wanted to experience with Cleo. I don’t want pleasure like this to be snatched away from me after only one night.

  Now that she is here, in my apartment, now that I have tasted a slice of her, I can’t get enough. I need her to stay here with me.

  But she is already putting her clothes on. I pull up my pants and sit on the couch. Elbows on my knees, watching her zip up that beautiful black dress.

  “I should…head out. I need to figure out some stuff,” she says and I notice how she’s not meeting my eyes.

  “Where are you going to go?” I ask. I don’t have the full story on what’s going on between Marsha and her, but I have heard enough to piece together a few things. She’s running out of options to keep her afloat.

  She runs a hand through her blond curls, arranging them on her shoulders.

  “I’m going to go pick up my stuff from Marsha’s place first, and then I need to look for a place to stay.”

  “Stay here,” I say. I know it sounds sudden and out of the blue to her, but it isn’t. I knew from the moment we met that I wanted something more from her than one night of intensity.. I know I want her here. There is no question about it.

  Cleo’s blue eyes widen.

  “We just met…this was…this was fun but…”

  “But what?”

  “We just met.”

  “You can take my bed. I’ll take the couch. Nothing more has to happen between us,” I say. “It doesn’t have to be a big deal.”

  Cleo licks her lips like she doesn’t understand what’s going on.

  “I don’t know why you’re being so kind to me.”

  “I don’t want you to go looking for a place to stay tonight. It’s the middle of the night. You shouldn’t have to go back to Marsha’s place either, not after the way she treated you earlier.”

  Cleo gulps. I can see that her features are softening. She doesn’t know how beautiful she looks. She doesn’t know what I am willing to do to keep her here, to make her see what I see. We are meant to be together.

  “Thank you for everything, Irwin. I promise I’ll be out of your hair by the morning.”

  “You must be tired. The bedroom is through there. You don’t have anything to worry about,” I say.

  Cleo is staring at me like she has something more to say, but I’m not going to push her. I don’t want to ask her anything she doesn’t want to tell me. All I want is for her to feel safe and secure here tonight.

  “Goodnight, Irwin…I…I…” She looks lost for words. I smile at her and she smiles back softly, then turns and walks to my bedroom. At the door she gives me one last look.

  This is not a one-night-stand. I am going to see her again. I am going to make sure she knows she can trust me.

  Cleo

  I didn’t expect to fall asleep so easily, but I did. I sank into Irwin’s warm cozy bed and just drifted off. I hadn’t even realized how exhausted I was.

  Now it’s morning. I’m startled at first because I am in a new room, but the scent of him on the sheets and the pillows instantly remind me of where I am.

  I can smell something being cooked in the apartment. Is he making me breakfast? I lay back on the pillows with a smile. Waking up here feels a lot different from what I’m used to at Marsha’s place.

  I went to sleep in the dress I was wearing last night so now it looks crumpled. I look exactly like someone about to do the walk of shame. But I have no other option but to leave the room in it. Irwin has been more than kind to me already and I should probably get out of his hair.

  I wish things were different. I wish I could truly appreciate him, but there are so many things holding me back. The last thing I want to do is be a burden to him.

  I see him in the kitchen now, where he’s making pancakes. He looks up at me as I enter the room.

  “Good morning, beautiful,” he says with a smile. “Coffee?”

  I can’t resist it. The smell of strong delicious coffee draws me in. I also can’t help but take note of how happy it makes me to see him in the morning. The apartment is bright and sunny. It smells great in here. Irwin looks handsome with his stubble and big bulging biceps. He’s wearing nothing but his pants and I have to say it’s a good look for him.“Yes please...and I just want to thank you again for your kindness, Irwin.”

  “Cleo, you have to stop thanking me. I didn’t offer my bedroom to you because I was expecting gratitude,” he says firmly as he flips some pancakes onto a plate.

  I pour the coffee in a big mug and take a sip.

  “Okay, then why did you offer? Why are you being so good to me?”

  “Because I didn’t like the way your friend treated you. I get the feeling she always treats you like that. You said you owe her a big favor…”

  “She took me in when I had nowhere to go. The banks took away my house. My family house. My mom and I were struggling to pay the mortgage for many years. After dad died…we just couldn’t afford it. Then they declared we were going to be evicted. All our things. Our lives. Dad’s memories. Everything was going to go. But I was going to figure it out. I was going to work harder. I wanted to make it work.” I didn’t expect to tell him all this. I rarely speak about it, not even to Marsha.

  Irwin is staring at me and it looks like the color has drained from his face. I can feel hot tears pooling in the corners of my eyes.

  “As long as I had mom, I would have been able to do it. I would have pushed through it all.”

  “Where is she now? Where is your mother?” Irwin asks.

  I stare at him, trying to keep a straight face. I haven’t said the words aloud to anyone before. I don’t think I can do it.

  “She died. She had a heart attack the day the officials came to evict us. She died right there in the house they were kicking us out of.”

  Irwin

  There are tears streaming down Cleo’s cheeks. I go to her and take her in my arms. She rests her head on my chest. Her voice is muffled but I can hear her.

  “I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t do anything after that. I was ready to give up. I lost my job. I lost my home. I lost mom and…and Marsha was the one who offered her apartment to share. Just till I find my feet again. I didn’t know what else to do so I took her up on her offer. I didn’t realize she would expect me to attend to her every whim and fancy. I am her assistant, private secretary, sidekick…all rolled into one.”

  I’m stroking her hair as she speaks. Her crying has diffused a little now and I hook a finger under her chin, tilting her face up so she can look at me.

  “I am sorry for everything that has happened to you so far. I wish I could do something to make it better.”

  She shakes her head. “You’ve done more than enough already. Last night was beautiful. I will always cherish it. But I don’t want to get in the way of your life.”

  “Cleo, you are not in the way.”

  “I should go,” she says and slips away
from me before I can kiss her.

  I know I can’t ask her to stay. That is not what she wants to do. But she should know. I should tell her how I feel.

  Cleo rushes to the door and I call out to her so she stops in her tracks.

  “I’ll be right here. You can come back here anytime you want. I am not going to get in the way of what you need to do, but I want you to know I felt something last night. For you. I’m not going anywhere.”

  She is at the door with her chest heaving as she stares at me.

  “I wish you didn’t say all that,” she says.

  “It’s the truth.”

  “I wish my life was less complicated. I wish I could explore this with you.”

  “I’m in no rush,” I say and push my hands into the pockets of my jeans.

  Her lips quiver and she shakes her head.

  “I will always remember last night, Irwin, but it was a fantasy. You are better off without me.”

  There is so much more I want to say to her, but she is already out of the door. There is no way for me to stop her now.

  ***

  The moment she is gone, I regret it. I regret letting her go and I wish I’d done something to make her stay. I run to the door and to the top of the stairs but there is no sign of her. Instead, I see Shane, my roommate, walking up.

  “Hey man! You waiting for someone?” he calls out to me with a grin on his face. He sees the disappointment I’m sporting and his brow furrows. “What’s up?”

  “Nothing. Everything’s fine,” I growl, shoving my hands into my pockets again.

  “You had a visitor?” he asks, grinning again. I’m still shirtless and Shane is my best friend. We have been through a lot of shit together. I would probably not even be alive if it wasn’t for him. He kind of expects me to tell him everything, but somehow, I stay silent this time.

  When I say nothing, he continues.

  “You disappeared last night. Jimmy got us kicked out of the bar.”