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“Who’s Chandler?”

“Just a guy.”

“And why would you care that he’s lonely?”

“I don’t.”

“Is he your date tonight?”

“I’m not dating.”

His face quickly softens.

“You’re not?”

“No.”

“You sure?”

Then Joseph slides one of his hands in the base of my scalp pulling me towards him with firm assurance. My thong instantly become moist with desire in response.

“I asked if you were sure, Juliette.”

Before I can answer him, he slides his tongue inside of my mouth and my body immediately hums with approval and aches with desire. It’s the most intimate kiss I’ve ever shared with any man.

In fact it was actually less of a kiss and more of a claiming. In just this moment, after all of these years, Joseph has claimed me. I pray he doesn’t disappear on me again. It might just wreck me.

“I’m sure,” I say in between heavy panting.

“Keep your eyes on mine when you talk to me, Juliette. I want to search them for truth, for lies, and for everything in between. I have never forgotten you. Not for one single second. And now that destiny has brought us together again, I plan on us getting to know each other a lot better.”

He slides a hand inside of the slit of my dress and gently in between my legs.

“For a very long time.”

“Joseph,” I moan.

“Let me make sure you leave this room with a smile on your face. You’re going to need it when you go back out there and give poor Chandler the brush off.”

“But I have to go out there and talk to him because–”

“I don’t share, Juliette.”

Two of Joseph’s thick fingers slide under the stain fabric of my panties and in between my folds. I close my eyes in pure rapture.

I’ve never been given this much pleasure before, mostly because after the debacle of my first sexual experience in high school, I shied away from anything physical with guys I was dating.

Once it got to that point, I would find a way to bow out. But this right here and right now feels absolutely perfect.

“Eyes on me, Juliette.”

I stare directly into Joseph’s bottomless pupils as he continues to stroke my clit.

“I’m going to make you come with my hand, and then I’m going to clean you up with my tongue, and then you’re going to go out there and give Chandler the brush off.”

Every single word he just said turned me on so hard that I could come right now.

“Are we in agreement?” he asks.