A Chance Encounter by Brianne Turner

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A Seattle Romance

When two strangers meet by chance after a car accident, it starts a beautiful romance.

Follow along as they navigate their way through life's ups and downs together, discovering a love that's worth all the risks.

So come along on this unforgettable journey and discover a love story that will stay with you long after you've turned the final page.

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Excerpt from A Chance Encounter © Copyright 2023 Brianne Turner

I stand. “I really should get going; it’s getting late, and since Gianna isn’t going back to her apartment, I have to take a Lyft back to mine.” Seamus stands. “I’m currently staying at my condo in town while repairs are happening at home. You can stay at my place, and I can take you back to your apartment in the morning.” I side-eye him. “I have an extra guest room you can stay in. I promise I’m not a serial killer” I’m either stupid, crazy, or both because I say, “alright, I’m going to take you up on your offer.” Seamus puts his hand on my lower back and guides me to the front door. We walk less than 10 minutes and arrive at a modern-looking building, and he shows me inside. We quietly rode the elevator to the third floor, and Seamus put a key into the door. When he opens the door and turns on the light, I see a living room with dark furniture and a city view. The view is breathtaking, and the condo's décor doesn’t do it justice, but it works for him. “Welcome to my humble abode; I planned on selling when I bought my home but never got around to it. I guess I’m lucky my procrastination was in my favor; otherwise, I would have to find a short-term rental,” Seamus says, breaking the silence.

“It’s a beautiful home; when I’m downtown, I walk by this building and wonder what the condos look like. I like home improvement shows and looking at home designs,” I say while walking over to the window to look at the night sky and Puget Sound. In the reflection, I see Seamus approaching, “the view is why I chose this building. I love having my morning coffee and watching the Puget Sound.” I can feel Seamus at my back. I turn, and now I’m facing Seamus or, more like, his chest. I lift my head, and our eyes meet; he reaches out and caresses my face.

Leaning down, our lips meet hesitantly; at first, my lips part slightly, allowing his tongue to slip inside. His hands slide down my back, grabbing a handful of ass, continuing down, and stopping at my thighs. I press myself further into him, running my hands along his neck and chest. Seamus picks me up, and I wrap my legs around his hips and say, “you don’t have to pick me up. I don’t want to hurt you.” He looks at me, kisses my neck, and says, “me picking you up will not hurt me.” That’s all he says as he turns around and carries me to a bedroom which I assume is his. He places me down on the edge of the bed, and my dress rides up even more. Out of instinct, I moved to push the dress down. Seamus says, “do you want to stop or continue? The choice is yours, and I’ll honor it.”

Thinking briefly, I say, “I want to continue; I’m on birth control, and I recently tested clean I have my results on mychart if you want to see them.” I reach to pull my phone out of my bra, and he says, “I’m clean as well, and mine is on mychart; I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” After exchanging phones and seeing we are both clean, Seamus grabs our phones and places them on a side table beside the bed near the headboard. He returns, “now, where were we” and kneels, unbuckling my heels and tossing them to the side. Seamus starts kissing my legs, making his way up to my thighs and nibbling the inside, and the pulse between my legs grows stronger. When I was with my ex, he wasn’t a fan of foreplay or giving oral what Seamus is doing is getting me hotter. I snap out of my thoughts when Seamus reaches for my thong, and I lift my butt slightly so Seamus can drag them down my legs. “So pretty,” is all he says before he puts my legs on his shoulder and dives in. Seamus feasts on me as if I was his last meal; his tongue hits a delicious spot causing me to gasp. He continues to hit my sweet spot until I’m breathless, and my core tightens, grabbing onto the sheets I shatter.

His head lifts from between my legs “let me help you out of this dress” he extends his hands, and I take them and stand. I turn around while he unzips the dress nibbling on my neck; the dress slides down to the floor, and I face him completely naked. “Now, let me help you” I unbutton his shirt caressing his defined abs, and I see more of the tattoo he had hidden. His tattoo covers his right peck, expands to his shoulder, and stops above his right elbow. The tattoo centerpiece is three triangles that seem to loop. I ran my hand over it and continued to move my hands down, unbuckle his pants, and drag them down. Seamus removes his jeans and boxers the rest of the way.

Looking down, his cock is hard and longer and thicker than I've experienced before. Sinking down to my knees, I reach out and put my hands around his length; my hands aren’t big enough to completely wrap around. I see precum and lick it, not knowing what to expect; when it hits my tongue, I don’t taste anything. Leaning forward, I take him in my mouth and hear him groan as I continue to take him. I gag as he hits the back of my throat; relaxing my throat, I take as much as I can. “Can I fuck your mouth? Tap my thigh once for yes and tap twice for no” I tap once, and his hands grip my hair. “If it gets too much, tap my thigh, and I will stop, tap if you understand.” I tap his thigh once more, and that is all he needs, and he starts to fuck my mouth roughly. My eyes start tearing, and I focus on breathing through my nose; at this moment, I’m glad I used my waterproof mascara. After what seems like forever, my jaw starts to ache. I hear him say, “tap once if I can cum in your mouth, tap twice for no” I tap once, and I feel liquid going down my throat, along with a groan from him.

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