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Too Coincidental

Taissa's P.O.V

"Well, this is it. Thanks a lot Evan." I'm really not comfortable with him knowing where I live but since it's an apartment building, he'll never know where exactly.

"No problem at all, Taissa. Let me walk you to your door. It's late and this side of town there's more..... creeps."

Like yourself? "Oh no I'll be fine. Thank you though. I really appreciate it." I say with a smile.

"Call me if you need anything. Good night."

He speeds off in his black, tinted dark as can get, Acura TL. He's so attractive but an extinct tells me to stay away. I can't pin-point what's off about him. It's something about physique, maybe? Or the way he stares. I feel like he undresses me with his eyes. Why, then, every time I see him I want to pounce on him?

Evan: Did you get to inside safe?

Normally I would ignore a text from someone like him, but I text him back anyways.

Me: I did :) Why did I put a smiley face? I don't know what's wrong with me, but I can't stop.

Evan: Feeling lonely tonight? ;)

What is that suppose to mean? And a wink face?! Maybe he meant the colon not the semi-colon.

Me: Ever since my roommate moved out I have been feeling a bit lonesome. I'm sure you're not though. With your girlfriend and all. I am flirting so hard! What a corny line. Why do I even want to know if he has a girl friend?!

Evan: I don't have a woman in my life. Well, text me if things get too scary for you. I'm only a drive away. ;)

Another wink face? Guess he did mean it. This is going a little far. I mean he is my boss now, right?

Me: Good night Evan

Evan: Good night Taissa.

~That morning~

I wake up at 10:30am and decide to walk around the city today. I put on sheer black tights, a black skater skirt, a maroon t-shirt, a big long cream cardigan, and black combat boots. I grab my satchel and head out. I'm thinking of buying a book and just exploring my city.

I pick up Perks of Being a Wallflower from Barnes and Noble then head out to get some food. I walk to my favorite little brunch spot, Le Pain Quotidien, and order a salad. I start to read my book and get really into it. I am so consumed by the book that I haven't realized someone sat with me at my table. So, I was startled when the person said, " Are you stalking me?" with a huge grin.

"Evan..... I didn't see you here. Seems like you're the stalker." I shot back with an equally annoying smile.

"I'll have you know I discovered this place years ago! And I live around the corner."

Those apartments are so expensive! They cost millions! "No way! I love this place! I always come here to read and unwind."

"It's a far walk from your place, is it not? It must've taken you forty minutes."

I shrug my shoulders and continue eating my salad. I'm not sure what to say because this is all too coincidental. Shouldn't he be at work?

"Do you plan on being here all day?" He pauses for my reaction. "Or would you like to do something with me?" I guess he notices my confused expression. "As friends, of course" he says with a wink.

I really don't have the energy to walk all the way back to my apartment later and it could be fun. "Sure. Why not?" I smile.

Evan's P.O.V

"Okay I'll get my things. Be back in ten minutes." Before I leave I secretly pay for her meal. It's cute how she thinks money is an issue with me.

I walk back and see her standing at the register to pay. The cashier tells her I paid for her. She frowns a bit and turns around to see me. Taissa walks over and I get a whiff of her perfume. She must've sprayed it while I was gone. "So I'm thinking we can go to Central Park. I've always wanted to ride the horses through it, then I know this really cool place where we can buy Japanese candy." She nods and I grab her hand.

~6:00pm that day~

After a long but event-filled day, I realize Taissa is exhausted. "Taissa? Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Sorry. I'm just extremely tired."

"Well, with this traffic it could take me 45 minutes to drive you home. If you want, you can sleep at my place for a bit. I have a guest bedroom."

She hesitates but accepts. "Would you mind driving me later on tonight?"

"Of course not. Just let me know when."

After the short walk to my home, I show her to the living room. "You can sit here. I'll make us dinner. I make an amazing Chicken Marsala."

She nods and lies down on the couch. "Oh Taissa, let me show you to the bedroom." She's so drowsy she can barely walk. I pick her up and take her to the room. She looks so innocent. I hope tonight's the night I take that away.

"I'll wake you when dinner's ready."

She moans in response.

After we have dinner I put on a movie for us to watch since the traffic is still bad. "What movie would you like Taissa?"

"The Breakfast Club?" she asks smiling.

Thirty minutes into the movie I decide to make a move. First, I just turn to her and study her. I notice all her details and find her even more attractive. She finally notices and jokingly, gives me a weird look. "Do I have something on my face?"

"No."

"Then what are you-" I shut her up with a kiss. At first she seems shocked but then kisses back. After a few minutes, I pick her up from the couch and she wraps her legs around my waist. I feel her warm middle on my chest and I moan. I carry her to my bedroom and throw her on my king size bed. I get on top of her and continue to kiss her forcefully. Her lips are soft as snow and taste like honey. She allows me entrance into her mouth as our tongues dance together. I grab her hair and pull lightly; I switch from that to grabbing her neck. She's already quietly moaning in my mouth. I move my lips to her neck and find her sensitive spot. I kiss that gently at first but then begin to bite it. While sucking on her neck, I grab her breasts. I massage and squeeze them, making her back arch. She's moaning a bit louder now. Which turns me on and I know I'm already erect. I slowly kiss my way back to her mouth and this time she pulls my hair. I know I left hickeys but neither of us seem to care. With one hand I move my way to her core. Slowly I weave from her breasts to stomach, and then move down to her thighs. I tease her a bit by skipping over her sweetness. I finally feel her warmth and run my hand over her tights. I caress and grab her inner thighs close to her vagina. She becomes a bit squeamish.

Between kisses I ask, "You've never been touched. Have you?"

Panting, she responds, "No" but it comes out like a moan.

I quickly move my head to her sweet spot and begin running my hand over it. By now she is practically begging me to touch her. I aggressively pull down her tights, ripping them a bit. I flip up her skirt to reveal a black g-string. "I like this" I say, flicking the string and licking my lips. I'm so turned on. I slowly run my fingers over her warmth and already get my fingers wet. She is completely soaked. I'm just about to pull her thong off, but she jumps off the bed.

"I'm sorry. I... I can't do this." She pulls her tights up and skirt down. Before I can object she's out of sight.