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were smoky, unfocused
and heavy with arousal.
    She continued to smile at him, pushing against his hands and
thrilling at the strength he held within them. “You taught me about this,
remember?” she joked.
    “Allie,” he groaned, struggling to resist the urge to go
back to her kiss-swollen lips. “Are we getting back together?” he asked, his
brow creasing. “Is this just a…” he faltered. “What is this?”
    Relenting, Allie gave up the fight to resume contact with
his thigh and placed her ass back against the door. However, she refused to
stop grinning at him. “I don’t want to get involved,” she told him. “That’s got
nothing to do with you,” she quickly added, seeing a flash of hurt cross his
features. “I just can’t be in a relationship right now.”
    “Okay,” he said, nodding his understanding, but eagerly
awaiting her next words.
    “Beyond that,” she sighed. “We don’t have to give it a
label, do we?” she suggested.
    “Allie,” Reece shook his head, his hands slowly leaving her
body altogether. “I’ve never been a one night stand kind of guy.” He wasn’t
able to look at her as he spoke, knowing that his control would evaporate the
moment he did. “I mean…” he added, taking a small step back.
    “It’s not a one night stand,” she quickly reminded him.
“We’re not strangers and we’ve done this before.”
    “I know.” Swallowing a large lump in this throat, Reece
glanced up at the hallway’s cream ceiling. “I think that makes it worse,” he
sighed. “It could never just be sex with you, Allie.”
    Sensing that she was losing him to chivalry, Allie realized
she was going to have to stop trying to win this game with a battle of words.
Lunging forwards, she quickly grabbed his waistband and tugged him towards her.
Using both hands, she hurriedly set about unfastening his pants.
    “Allie,” Reece half-heartedly argued, his fingers moving
down to grasp hers. “I don’t want us to do something you’ll regret in the
morning.”
    She fought against him, moving one hand quickly to avoid him
and then returning to her task. “Trust me,” she insisted. “I know exactly what
I’m doing.”
    “Al-” Reece attempt to say her name was halted as her
fingers crept between the gap in the thick denim and clasped his semi-erect
shaft. “Oh, God,” he gasped, when her hand enclosed his thickness.
    “I regret the fact that we didn’t do this more,” she told
him, her tone sultry and soft as her hand slowly began to move up and down his
length. “I regret that I never did this,” she added, easing him through the
gaping fly, while sliding her back down the door.
    Reece watched her settle on her knees with a mixture of
excitement and panic. “We’re in the middle of your hallway, Allie, what if one
of your-” his words, which had been spoken rapidly were brought to a screeching
stop, as the tip of her tongue circle his bulbous tip.
    Allie lapped at the clear fluid dripping from him, before
opening her mouth wide and sucking that soft domed head between her lips.
Gradually, she inched further taking more and more of him.
    “Oh, God,” Reece whispered, his eyes falling closed. He
lifted his hands to the door, bracing himself at arm’s length.
    She had known he was big, but had forgotten just how large.
Having been the first penis she saw in the flesh, she’d had no frame of
reference at the time. Now, especially after the seven lovers she’d recently
had, she fully appreciated Reece’s assets. She guessed he was easily over eight
inches in length and holding her hand around him, her long, slender fingers
barely met, causing her to marvel at how he had not caused her great pain the
first time he’d entered her. 
    She knew there was no way she could take all of him in her
mouth, she was not experienced enough in the art of fellatio. However, the
noises coming from above her assured her that she must have been doing
something right.
    A stream of nonsense came