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around and smiling.  “Okay.”
    He patted the spot on the sofa beside him.  “I hope you don’t mind science fiction.” 
    “Oh no, Mr. Samuels.   I love it, actually.   I started reading Asimov a few years ago. ”
    “Will.”  He corrected me once more on what to call him .  His arm rested along the back of the couch behind me. 
    I wished he’d put it around me, touch me.  We were so close, but not nearly close enough.  “Right, sorry!”  I said.  The room was dark except for the flickering of light from the television.  I stole a glance to my right, looking from his toned abs and bare chest up to his face.
    A small laugh escaped his lips.  His hair was a mess and he seemed so normal and relaxed compared to how he was earlier in the day.  “You’re so uptight.  You don’t have to worry all the time.”  Then, his arm did fall around my shoulders and he lightly touched my hair.
    “Oh believe me, I try not to.  You’d think turning eighteen would flip some switch and make childish fears go away.”  I said softly and immediately wished I hadn’t.  Spilling problems was not the way to seduce an older man.  Stupid, stupid!
    “ If only it were that simple.”  He sounded genuinely sympathetic. 
    We looked into each other’s eyes for a moment and then it happened.  He leaned forward slowly and gently pressed his lips to mine.  I didn’t freeze as I expected.  After a moment, my tongue slid between his lips and explored his mouth, his taste.  I’d waited so long.  It was intoxicating.  My instincts were in control now , pushing anxiety away.
    It was like my favorite dream , only a million times better.  Every time his fingers popped a button loose on my top, I flinched in anticipation.  Nothing was rushed in his movements.  I found myself wondering if he’d longed for this moment or if it was the first time he’d looked at me with desire. 
    My nipple s were hard long before his careful grip found my breast.  The palm of his hand pressed against the pink flesh of the nub as his fingers kneade d into the milky fl esh of my amp le orb.  A ching urges shot through my pussy as he touched my body .  His lips pulled away from my mouth, findi ng my neck.  I heard him inhale deeply against my hair as he nibbled delicately at my tender skin.  Our eyes met again as he lowered his warm mouth to my breast, tonguing my nipple as he looked up at me.  When his teeth closed around it and he bit gently, I groaned out loudly in pleasure.
    “ Shh .”  He reached over and turned the volume of the TV up a little.  “Should I stop?”  He asked and I shook my head quickly.  “You can tell me.  I won’t get mad.”
    With every heavy breath I took, my tits heaved.  I could see his gaze fix on them before he looked back up to my face.  “You’re so perfect.” He told me.
    It seemed like he was waiting for my go ahead, but I couldn’t find my voice.  I was so overwhelmed by the int ensity of my feelings and longing .  Instead of speaking, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him back to me and kissing him with every ounce of passion I had within me . 
    The need was mirrored in Mr. Samuels .  I could feel the bulk of his lust pressed against my leg.  As he feasted on my soft lips, he slid his hand down into my shorts and let his fingers explore underneath my silky panties.  I arched my hips a little when his fingertips made contact with my clit.  It was like a shock of electricity through my body.  My mouth hung open slightly at the sensation and he lightly bit down on my bottom lip, giving a gentle tug. 
    “Inside, Will.  Please….”  I groaned out softly as he fingered the nub until I was juicing like a common slut.  
    Without hesitation, he pushed one finger inside the slick, hot tunnel, pumping into my pussy briefly before forcing another into the hole.  “You like that, baby?”  He whispered into my ear as he fucked me with his fingers, using his thumb to