Three days.

I’ve managed to be away from her for three days.

Every second is torture. I know she’s over there listening to me.

But I’ve also made headway.

Yesterday, I talked to Kieran. After a lengthy conversation about Cami, he’s decided to take my advice to reach out to her. He’s going to call her – I gave him her number – and will have a tentative conversation about letting her back into her daughter’s life. He did warn me that it’s ultimately up to Olivia if she even wants to see her.

Which I respect. Olivia is old enough to make a decision like that, and I know Kieran won’t pressure her to go about it the way he wants her to. I love that he puts her first. It’s a trait I admire. One I hope that I’m able to replicate if or when I have my own kids.

Next door, I hear her make a noise and I wonder what she’s up to. The sound comes again and I know that little moan.

Fuck.

I’m done.

I get up and leave my room. Next door, I try her handle and it opens under my hand. I can’t help but feel she’s planned this.

She looks up at me in shock, her fingers down her cute sweat pants. Her shirt is pulled up to reveal her perfect little tits. And I snap. I can’t take it anymore, I yank off my shirt and walk over to her bed. I see the flash of fear and intense desire in her eyes.

I climb on her bed and pull her pants off even as she kicks them free, her eyes on me. She’s silently begging me for more and I’m going to give it to her.

When her pants are off, I see she’s not wearing underwear and I growl in satisfaction. She’s fucking gorgeous. Her pussy is smooth and inviting. I need to taste her.

I lower to bury my face in her and she cries out in shock. Her legs wrap around my shoulders and I delve into her warmth. She’s tart, like summer apples with a bite of sweet that leaves me craving more.

Placing a hand on her belly, I reach up with the other to palm her prefect breast. Her nipple hardens under my hand and I can’t help but pinch it and pull gently.

She bites down on her lip to stifle a whimper of pleasure.

Her other hand grabs her other nipple and she tugs on it before rolling it between her slim fingers as I focus back on her pretty pussy. As it begins to plump up with need, I enjoy sampling her, nibbling a bit before she reaches down to part herself for me.

I see her clit, pulsing with need. Closing my lips around it, I suckle a little and she begins to tremble, her little whimpers sounding as much like pain as pleasure. My body responds and I back off.

She looks up at me in shock as I grab her hips and yank her toward the end of the bed. The beautiful surprise in her eyes is a reward as I pull off my pants to help a bit with the friction and kneel at the end of the bed and taste her again. She surprises me as she lifts up on her elbows.

“I want to see,” She says softly, her eyes locked on me as I enjoy her pussy. “It feels so good,” She whispers, her hands finding her tits again. I watch her touch herself, feeling my cock pulsing painfully with need. I’ve wanted her since I laid eyes on her. Since she’d tried to cower back into the wall while I cornered her.

Even then, I’d seen the heat in her eyes. That same heat that I see now as she tugs her nipples and whimpers with pleasure. I tease her clit with my tongue as I continue suckling on it. Her warmth and wet are all I smell and taste, and it’s sheer heaven.

Watching her touch herself and heighten the pleasure is enough to drive me wild and I feel her begin to tense up. Her little belly twitches and I know she’s on the cusp of orgasm. So quickly. My sweet Jane, has no one eaten your pussy like this?

Her eyes widen and I feel her begin to shudder. Her head falls back, her fingers still teasing her nipples. She’s rougher with them now as she cries out in pleasure. The rush of nectar on my chin is almost enough to destroy me as she comes hard.

I enjoy her, lapping at the sweet tartness of her clean, wonderful pussy. She tastes like home, like heaven, like everything I’ve ever wanted in a partner. As she jolts as her orgasm rips through her whole body, I find myself not wanting to stop. Not ever. I want to do this again and again and again, for as long as she’ll let me.

I want to know if this was a fluke, if she came so quickly because of the wait, or because she’s not had it in so long. Or is it me?

She pushes me away and I back off, as she rises up, a new heat sparkling in her eyes. We stare each other down like animals ready to attack. It’s the kind of intensity I’ve never had the pleasure to experience.

I stand, ready to leave if she asks me to; even though I really don’t want to. Did I cross a line? The look in her eyes says yes, but there’s so much warmth there I can’t help but feel it was a good overstep.

She drops to her knees, her shirt slipping off her shoulders to show one of her beautiful breasts and leaves my mouth watering. This not quite dressed, not quite naked look is more sexy than the best lingerie I’ve ever seen. Somehow, she’s so damn sexy without meaning to be. It drives me up the wall.

Her fingers wrap around the base of my cock as I look down at her, wondering what she’s up to. “I want to taste you,” she whispers, her breath almost enough to undo me. Her slim fingers are so soft around me it’s enough to drive me closer.

Then, her lips open and she takes the tip of me into her warm, wet, willing mouth and I close my eyes and groan at the sheer ecstasy of it. Fuck, she’s amazing. I open my eyes, not wanting to miss a second of this.

Her lips are pink around my cock, and her hazel eyes are locked on me. It’s enough to drive me crazy. I grab a handful of her hair and resist the urge to shove myself down her throat until she chokes. The second she feels my fingers wrapping in her hair, she takes me deep and I groan at the sensation of her throat tightening around me.

This woman is going to be the death of me.