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protein powder, fruit, and the blender.
    “I got here less than a month ago, and I don’t know how much long—”
    Josie planted a quick kiss on my mouth. “Let’s not talk. Let’s just be.”
    I wanted to know so much about her, but she was here, and I wasn’t going to push for more.
    Josie started to take her jacket off, but I stopped her.
    “No. Let me. I’ve wanted to undress you so much.” I went behind her and slowly pulled her jacket off. Then I kissed the back of her neck, that bare place between where her short hair ended and her collar began. I stuck out my tongue and tasted her, the warm salty taste of her skin. I ran my hands down her shoulders and along her bare forearms. She felt tense.
    I took the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up. Her back was bared to me and her skin was golden and perfect. I put my hands back on her shoulders, dug my thumbs into her trapezoids, and massaged the tension out. Josie began to soften and relax, swaying slightly as she stood there. Then I leaned down and kissed my way down her spine, resting between her shoulder blades to inhale her scent. She wore no perfume and smelled spicy and primal. I kept kissing down to the place where her hips flared out and her jeans began. I laid my mouth hungrily on every part of her bare skin until she let out a little gasp.
    “I want to kiss every part of you,” I whispered as I stood up.
    I rested my chin on her shoulder and looked down. Her dark nipples were already puckered with excitement, and her breasts sat high on her chest. I put my hands on her waist and let them move up her ribs one by one, and finally I stroked the undersides of her breasts with my fingers and watched her nipples harden even more. I took one breast in in each hand, cupping their soft weight in my palms. Josie leaned her head back against me and arched her back. I squeezed gently, relishing the feeling of her naked flesh.
    She pressed her ass against my cock, but I was determined to take it slow. A quick fuck wasn’t going to impress Josie. I squeezed the hard points of her nipples, and she groaned out loud.
    I reached down and caressed her flat stomach, feeling the muscles flexing under my touch. I put my finger in the tiny indentation of her navel, and she squirmed and giggled. She was ticklish, a fact I put away in my tiny store of Josie-knowledge.
    I undid her heavy belt buckle and then her jeans. I bent down to peel them off and was rewarded by the sight of the red thread of a thong between two round ass cheeks.
    “Your ass is incredible,” I told her, bouncing her cheeks in my hands.
    Josie stepped out of her jeans and sandals and turned around.
    “It’s my turn now.” Her voice was hoarse. She pushed me onto the bed, then straddled me and yanked off my t-shirt, tearing it in the process.
    “Hope that wasn’t your favourite,” she said as she tossed it onto the floor. She ran her hands over my shoulders and then down the slope of my pecs.
    “Oh, very nice.”
    She was looking down at my body with a slight smile. But my view was equally good—Josie, naked except for her tiny red thong, her skin glowing in the lamplight. She bent her head down and sucked on my nipple, causing a spiral of vibrations through my body. She moved to the side of me for better access. Then she kissed a trail down to my stomach, and then ran a finger down the line of hair. My cock twitched in anticipation as her hand moved closer.
    Josie pulled off my shorts and then my boxer briefs.
    “Mmmhmm,” she purred, and I grinned. I raised my head and put my hands behind it for a better view. Josie had her hands on my thighs, and was staring at my erect cock. All this waiting meant I was rock hard already.
    “You like?” I asked her.
    “Yeah, sure. Don’t worry, Eric. Size isn’t everything.”
    “Are you fucking kidding me?”
    Josie threw her head back and laughed. “Your ego needs the occasional deflating.”
    “Not about that,” I grumbled.
    “Awww, are you