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"  Peter opened the door, and without saying a word, I stepped inside and wrapped my arms around his neck. I kicked the door shut and we stumbled into his living room. Peter pressed me up against the back of his couch, and I could feel his erection throbbing against my thigh. We were clawing at each other\u2014pants, shirts, boxers and thongs flying, until we were completely naked. Peter turned me and bent me over the back of the couch, steadying his hands on my shoulders.  &amp;quot;Ugh,&amp;quot; he moaned, as he slipped inside me. He thrust his hips forward, so that my pelvis hit the edge of the couch with every stroke.  &amp;quot;Josie,&amp;quot; Peter sighed, as he leaned over my back. He grabbed my chin with his hand, turning my face to the right so that he could kiss me. It was an awkward angle, and our lips just barely brushed, so Peter pressed his face against the side of mine, slipping one of his fingers into my mouth. It was like we couldn&amp;#039;t be close enough to each other.  Peter stepped forward, driving deeper, and I swear I saw stars. &amp;quot;There,&amp;quot; I murmured, as he pressed me strategically into the edge of the couch again and again. I came, reaching around and grabbing Peter&amp;#039;s ass and holding him into me. Not long after, Peter followed my lead.  Peter kissed a nook in my neck before straightening and stepping away from me. I turned and leaned against the couch.  &amp;quot;That was just mean,&amp;quot; Peter said.  &amp;quot;Why?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Because I&amp;#039;m going to miss that.&amp;quot; His words made my chest tighten.  &amp;quot;Me too.&amp;quot; I bent down to pick up my clothes and started to put them on.  &amp;quot;Josie, I don&amp;#039;t want to be with Elizabeth.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;I know you don&amp;#039;t,&amp;quot; I said, shimmying into my jeans. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s the other way around.&amp;quot;  Peter shook his head.  &amp;quot;Peter,&amp;quot; I said.  &amp;quot;She doesn&amp;#039;t,&amp;quot; he insisted. &amp;quot;You just\u2026don&amp;#039;t understand how she is.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;So tell me.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;She&amp;#039;s alpha, she&amp;#039;s territorial, that&amp;#039;s all it is.&amp;quot;  I crossed my arms over my chest. &amp;quot;Would you tell her to back off?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;It wouldn&amp;#039;t do any good. That&amp;#039;s just how she is.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Or you just don&amp;#039;t want to do anything to piss her off now that you need her father?&amp;quot;  Peter sighed. &amp;quot;Let&amp;#039;s not do this again.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;You brought it up.&amp;quot;  Peter stepped forward and wrapped his arms around me. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry.&amp;quot;  I gave into his hug. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry too.&amp;quot;  We stood like that for a long time. Finally, I pulled away. &amp;quot;I have to go.&amp;quot;  Peter nodded his head and turned to walk me out.  &amp;quot;Bye Josie.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Bye Peter.&amp;quot; I couldn&amp;#039;t even look at him, it was just too sad. I hurried down his hallway and to the elevator. All I wanted to do was go home, put on my sweats, and crawl into bed.  I want this to work, but I can&amp;#039;t be with someone who won&amp;#039;t stand up for me. I don&amp;#039;t believe that talking to Elizabeth would be worthless\u2014I think Peter is just trying to play both sides of the coin. And I&amp;#039;d rather be alone than be with someone who won&amp;#039;t stick his neck out for me.  Do you think this is the last I&amp;#039;ll hear from Peter? "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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