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“I want to see you again,” I said, lifting his shirt.

He pulled his shirt off quickly then unbuttoned his jeans and kicked them off. Lying naked beside me, he pulled my face to his again, his tongue hungrily exploring my mouth.

His hands moved roughly over my shirt, squeezing my breasts before reaching for my pants. I felt him hesitate a moment before he pulled them down past my hips. I pushed them off then moved my bare leg against his.

Shane reached for my hips and pushed his cock between my legs.

“You’re so wet I can feel it through your panties,” he said.

He groaned as he rubbed his cock against the thin material. His hands grabbed my ass, pressing me tightly against him.

“I can’t take it anymore. Please just fuck me already,” I said. I started to pull my panties down, but he stopped me.

“No, we can’t. I want you so fucking bad, but we can’t.”

“It’s because we’re living in the same house, isn’t it?”

“That’s only part of it,” he said. “I wasn’t joking when I said today has been the best day of my life. And if we did this right now, I could die a happy man. But I can’t do it. I keep waiting for something bad to happen. Nothing this good ever happens to me. You’re too good for me. I know something will fuck this up just like everything else in my life.”

I wanted to argue with him and tell him nothing would happen, but I couldn’t. I didn't have the words to make him feel better. And I didn’t want to say something to ruin what wasn’t just the best day of his life, but mine too.

We spent hours lying in bed together, Shane naked and me still in my shirt and panties. The time flew by as we kissed and touched each other, but we never let it go too far.

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