“That’s weird. Hold on. Let me look at my notes in my phone to make sure I have the right website.”

After checking the web address again, I looked at Sydney. “That’s weird. The site is gone now.”

Her eyes widened. “Do you think someone took it down because you were looking at it?”

I rubbed the back of my neck. If that was the case, I had a strange feeling that Sydney might have stumbled onto something not so innocent and fun. No, that couldn’t be it. There was no way Virgil would have ever put her in danger.

“What are you thinking about?” Sydney asked. “You have such a serious look on your face.”

My eyes met hers, and in that moment, I didn’t give two shits about symbols, secret societies, or why some nutcase’s website had been removed. It was probably a coincidence, anyway. The site hadn’t been updated in years.

I took the laptop and set it on the small table in front of the love seat.

“I want to kiss you, Sydney.”

Her tongue moved along her lips before she nodded.

Placing my hand to the nape of her neck, I pulled her to me and pressed my lips to hers. We both let out a soft moan when our tongues met.

The kiss started off slow and easy, but it quickly turned to more when I stood and carried her over to the bed. I pulled her to me as I laid back.

Shit, feeling her lying on top of me, knowing she had hardly anything on under her robe, had me hard in an instant.

“Mike,” she gasped when our mouths parted and she pressed against my hard length as she straddled me.

“I want to touch you, Syd, but I only want to go as far as you want.”

With a smile, she sat up and undid the belt of her robe and let it fall open to reveal the thin nightgown she had on. My fingers itched to lift her gown over her head and pull her nipple into my mouth.

I looked up to find her watching me. Her own eyes were hooded with lust.

“Touch me, Mike.”

I swallowed hard. Why in the hell am I nervous? Why does this feel so… different?

“Where?”

She removed the robe and lifted the gown over her head, giving me full view

of her body. The only thing she had on was a pair of panties.

“Fuck, Syd.”

She had the most beautiful breasts I’d ever seen. I reached up and cupped them both, rubbing my thumbs over her tight nipples.

“Oh my.”

When she started to move her hips against my dick, I had to control the urge to flip her over and take her.

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