Page 32 of Autumn's Coming

She sighed. “I really like you. But this is a lot.”

“Then we can slow down.”

“How?”

“I was going to invite you to my place tonight,” I said, “but after what you’ve said, we’ll slow down. Scale back.”

“I still have to see you in class every day. And are you going to keep blowing up my phone?”

I shook my head. “No. And I’ll be professional in class. I promise.”

Slowly, she nodded. “Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Okay.”

I smiled. “Well. May I wait here until your shift is over?”

“Yeah.” She smiled. “I’ll see you in half an hour?”

I nodded. “I’ll be here.”

* * * * *

Autumn was in the shower, and I was missing her already.

I knocked on the bathroom door. “Autumn?”

“Yeah?” she called back, over the sound of running water.

I smiled. “Mind if I join you?”

“Come on in.”

I shed my clothes at the door and walked in.

She was in the walk-in shower, standing under the rainfall panel. Her skin was slick with soap, shiny.

The sight made my cock twitch.

She noticed, raising an eyebrow. “I see what you want.”

“Can’t help myself. You’re stunning.”

She smiled and beckoned me closer with one finger.

God, I wanted her.

I stepped into the shower, where I wrapped my arms around her. She leaned against me, looking up with bright eyes.

Her hand curled around my cock, stroking slowly.

I groaned. “Autumn, damn…”

She smiled. “Is it good?”

Like she needed to ask.

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