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I felt Lila’s hand on top of mine, and now she was urgent to get me to stop, so I removed my hand from her underpants. “Well, if you ever want to have a little fun with a woman, stop by,” Cassidy-Ann said with a wink as she slid a white card across the table…

“I was just saying on Tuesdays and Thursdays each week we will have dinner together. That way we can discuss things and unwind. Think of it as small meetings, but with delicious foods,” Cassidy explained. “I’m sending an email of our schedule for the next several weeks to your work email. Make sure to check…

She had no idea that Enzo was my mate, and she certainly didn’t know that I just lost my virginity to him. I couldn’t believe I had sex with Enzo. He’s my professor. I wondered if he regretted it yet. “Just give him a chance,” my mother said after a breath of silence. “Okay,” I…

To my professor. It hurt at first, but then it felt so incredibly good. I sat against him for a long while in the water until my fingers had turned into prunes and then I found the strength to pull away from him. He almost seemed resistant to letting me go, but eventually, he released…

She looked surprised at first; she stared at me as I laughed, and her face grew that much redder. But then she smirked and splashed me again. I splashed her without hesitation, and she burst out into laughter of her own. Her laugh was musical, and it made me feel this sense of warmth on…

I also figured I should probably put some real clothes on for the walk to the beach, so I grabbed the light purple bathing suit cover I had packed for this trip as well and slipped it over my body. It covered me nicely and fell down around my knees. I felt a little more…

“It’s fine,” I said, giving her a laugh in return. “I’m kind of used to it.” “I don’t know how anyone can get used to that,” she said, shaking her head as she draped an arm through mine. “But at least he’s good-looking.” Val growled at her words; apparently, she didn’t like it when others…

“I can’t help it,” I whispered in return. “What makes you so confident about flying anyways?” I asked him. “It’s not my first time flying,” he answered. “How many times have you flown?” I found myself asking. “Enough times to be confident.” I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at him as I looked away….

“Are you seriously going to pretend nothing happened the other night, Enzo? We—” “I don’t have a memory of whatever happened,” I said, glaring at her. “You know this. I wasn’t in the right mindset. I’m not sure3 what happened but I’m sorry if you got that wrong idea.” She stood, dumbfounded. I sighed, rubbing…