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ass.
    “Hold
on,” I said.
    His
lips parted, and he fixed his gaze to my breasts as I pinched my nipples,
bringing them to a full erection.
    “I
can’t,” he muttered.
    “Hold
on.”  I grabbed my breasts and greedily kneaded them while still stimulating my
nipples.
    He
closed his eyes and growled.  “I can’t.”
    My
juices ran even hotter and my body clamped down on his cap, enticing him.
    “I
can’t,” he let out in a feral cry as he plunged deep inside me, each pump of
his hard cock accompanied by a cry of release and exaltation until he finally
lay over me, limp and dripping in sweat.
    “Good
thing the neighbors are a fair distance away,” I said with a chuckle.
    “You
drive me crazy, you know that?”  Grinning, he pulled out.
    He’d
just finished wiping us down when his phone rang.  Looking at his screen, he
laughed.  “Good timing sis.”  He tapped the screen to take the call.  “Hey, how
are you doing?   Yeah.  Well, I’m not alone out here.  I might have forgotten
to mention, but my reason for coming out here in the first place was to find
Lilly.  Yeah.  She’s right here with me…  She really loves the house and we’ve
enjoyed every day out here.  Yeah, yeah, don’t worry about it.  We left it as
we found it.”  He nodded, glanced at me, and nodded again.  “Yeah, sure.  What
time?  Okay, we should be in Paris by then.  Yeah, we’ll swing by.  See you
then.”
    “Is
your sister missing her little brother?”
    “Actually,
I think she’s eager to meet you.”
    “Meet
me?  But we’ve already met.”
    “She
met you as a teacher at the institute.  Now things are different.  She’s going
to meet you as my girl.”  He tossed the car keys up in the air, caught them and
headed to the driver car door while I went to the passenger side.  “They want
us to have dinner with them.”
    “Oh.” 
I wasn’t really sure if that was a good thing.  Did Taryn want to reprimand me
for the whole institute debacle?  No, she’d been perfectly kind and
understanding the last time I’d seen her.  Still, I worried.
    “Don’t
worry.  It’s just dinner.”
    Despite
his reassurance, I was nervous about dining with Taryn and Errol. 
    “You
know,” I said as we approached the city.  “Since we’re a bit early, how about
passing around my old apartment building.”
    “Sure,
but why?  Feeling nostalgic already?”  He grinned.
    “I’m
going to need a place to stay.  I already know the area and the rent is cheap. 
I’m no longer working at the institute, so I gotta watch my pennies.”
    He
seemed unhappy with the idea, but veered the car to my old neighborhood all the
same.
    “Wait
here.  I’ll go see the landlady.”
    “Lilly.”
    I
was halfway out of the car and leaned back in to look at him.
    “I
don’t think you should come back here.  This neighborhood…”
    “Do
you have a better idea?”
    His
blank stare told me he didn’t.
    “Look,
it’ll only be until I can get a job and a good salary.”
    He
opened his mouth to argue, but I hurried out of the car and shut the door
before he could try to change my mind.
    “Madame
Forestier?” I called as I knocked on her door.  The television inside blared
with the sounds of a couple fighting on one of those soap operas.  Partially
deaf, she always had her television on at full blast.  “Madame Forestier.”
    I
had to bang on the door for her to finally come.
    “Lilly, quelle surprise .”
    “I’m
so glad you're home.  I know I moved out just a week ago, but I need my
apartment back.”
    She
shook her head.  “ Non .”
    “ Non ?”
    “I
already rented it out to Monsieur Guilbault.  He’s been harassing me for months
about a vacant apartment.  When you told me you were leaving, I called him.  He
moved in two hours after you left.”
    “Oh.” 
I didn’t know what to say.  I was so sure I would get my old apartment back, I
hadn’t even considered the possibility it’d already been taken