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it s all up to me to man up and do it.
I hope to God I survive.
Baya and I head back to the apartment because she s emotionally and physically drained.
Cole s door is sealed shut, but a steady stream of female laughter bleats from the other side.
Figures. The fuck-fest continues.
I flip on the TV and find a movie we both agree on before we settle on opposite ends of the
couch.
This sucks.
Baya and I just stare at each other while Cole and his girl of the night shout themselves into an
erotic oblivion.
 You know  she shakes her head as the climax subdues and all is quiet in the next room  I
don t see what we re so afraid of. She runs her tongue over the rim of her lip, and my dick perks to
life.
 We re adults. I shrug as if it were no big deal.
Baya pushes her tits out in my direction as if she were offering them up for dessert.  I wish I had
a nice mattress to lay on. This couch is really starting to mess with my back. The tiny dimple just shy
of her lip goes off as she gives an impish grin. She touches her finger to her lips before plunging it
into her mouth and pulling it out incredibly, achingly slow.
A hard groan comes from me, and I pull her up from the couch.
Baya latches onto me by the waist. Her fingers glide up the front of my shirt, and my stomach
twitches as she runs her cool hand over it.
 I ve got a really nice, comfortable mattress you can try out I mean, if it s for your health you
can have it. I swallow hard because I know for a fact we re about to cross one serious fucking line.
 Thank you, she says it while rolling her chest into mine, her seduction still in full effect.  But I
really don t believe it s as good as you say it is. She runs her fingers through my hair, and my head
rolls into her.  I might have to see for myself.
 By all means. I lead her by the hand to my bedroom and entomb us inside.
 So this is it? She whispers looking around at the clusterfuck of clothes and books, my unmade
bed that looks anything but enticing. Hell, I don t even know when I last changed the sheets. Maybe
this isn t the greatest idea.
She reaches back to turn off the lights, and I stop her.
 I want to watch. I bury a smile in my cheek.
What the hell, she s already seen the mess.
 Well, then  Baya drops to her knees and unbuttons my jeans  I d better give you something
worth looking at.
 Baya, I whisper.  You don t have to do this.
 I want to. She works my jeans down past my knees and runs her cool fingers along the inside
of my boxers until I groan.  You like that, don t you? She bats her lashes at me. Baya tugs down my
boxers, slow, like waiting for Christmas, and my hard-on pops out to greet her.  Wow, would you
look at that? She glances up at me.  No wonder it felt like a freight train backed into me because it
did.
Baya brushes her lips over me, and I resist the urge to thrust into her mouth. She bites down over
the tip of my cock, and I let out a groan that goes on for miles. I didn t think I could get any harder, but
it feels like I m about to push right out of my skin.
Baya runs her tongue over the length of me then plunges over my dick with her mouth until it
feels like she s deep-throating. I glance down to make sure she s okay, and she doesn t seem to be
struggling. She rides her mouth over me in long, lean strokes, her teeth digging into me on the sides.
 Careful, I whisper, and she goes easy, washing over me with her tongue.  Oh fuck, yes. I
want this feeling to last forever. Baya gets the hang of it, and my dick feels as though it s died and
gone to some penile nirvana. I run my fingers through her dark hair and watch her steady motions as
she rocks over me. It feels so fantastic that I m about to lose it in record time.  Baya, I whisper,
trying to coax her to pull away before I destroy this version of sexual activity for her, too.
A set of footsteps scurry down the hall. Voices bloom, then yelling, but I can t see straight
because she s got me right at that magical place I ve waited to be at all damn week.
 Baya, stop. I pull out just as the door explodes open, and Cole s wild eyes stare back at me
with my dick in the air his sister s lips ready to receive me.
Baya jumps up and screams, pushing her way past him.
Shit.
Cole thrashes me against the wall before I can pull up my pants.
 You fucking little asshole. He thunders in my ear. Cole sends his fist flying into my face, and I
feel a pop in my lower jaw. He yanks me by the T-shirt, pulling me in nose to nose.  You said you
wouldn t do that to my sister, man. His voice comes out hoarse like he s crying the words out.  And
now you re screwing her right fucking next to me!
The front door slams, and, for a second, I think it s Baya that s taken off, but she appears in the
doorway, and my heart breaks for her.
 Get the hell off. I pull on my jeans with my boxers rolled in a knot at the base of my balls.
Cole stuffs his fist into my gut, and I double over trying to catch my breath.
 Stop! Baya screams until it sounds like her lungs are going to launch across the room.
He knocks me to the floor, and his foot finds its way into my ass over and over while I cup my
balls, trying to protect the things he s really after.
 Cole! Baya claws at him from behind, but he lands his knee on my back and starts delivering
hearty blows to the side of my face, my neck.
Shit.
From the corner of my eye, I see Cole jerk back, and Baya flies across the room.
 That s it. I leap up and snatch him by the throat. I pin his sorry ass to the wall and clock him a
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