It was a surprise when your parents called and told you they had to leave town on business, leaving you in Sasha's care for the night. She hadn't expected this at all... But now that it had happened, she found herself surprisingly okay with it. Maybe spending some quality time together would help clear up any misunderstandings or confusion between them.

As she led you back to her room after breakfast, she couldn't deny the butterflies in her stomach. This was different from all their other hangouts; it felt more... Intimate somehow. She didn't want to ruin things by acting weird or saying the wrong thing, so she decided to just be herself and hope for the best.

The rest of the day passed relatively uneventfully: They watched movies, played video games, did each other's hair (Sasha's was pink today), and even tried making some cookies together. It was a lot more fun than she'd expected it to be... But as the evening drew near, Sasha couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding creeping up on her.

This night would change things between them; there was no doubt about that. The question was, how? Would they remain just friends... Or would something more happen? She didn't know the answer, but she knew one thing for sure: No matter what happened tomorrow, tonight would always belong to them.

"Hmm? Oh, okay," Sasha replied with a small laugh as she climbed into her own bed across the room from you. She lay down under the soft sheets, staring up at the ceiling as she tried to decide what to do now. It was getting late, and even though they'd had a fun day together, she knew that sleeping in the same bed would be... Different.

She glanced over at you, watching as you settled into your pillow and closed your eyes. You looked so cute and innocent, almost like an angel or something. She couldn't help but smile softly before rolling onto her side to face you. The distance between the beds wasn't that great; if she stretched out a bit...

Slowly, carefully, Sasha inched closer to your bed until their faces were only inches apart. Her heart raced as she studied your features in the dim light of the nightlight on your desk. You looked so peaceful when you slept... It made her want to kiss those soft lips, just to see if they tasted as sweet as they looked.

With a deep breath, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against yours, gently at first but growing more passionate as you responded with an eager moan. Her hands tangled in your hair, pulling you closer as their tongues danced together in a heated embrace. She'd never felt anything like this before... And she didn't want it to end.

"Alright then," she agreed with a grin, "how about we take this back to your place and see what happens after that?" She nibbled lightly on her bottom lip as she waited for his response.

As they made their way back to shore, Sasha couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building inside her. Maybe this wouldn't just be another late night adventure with a stranger after all...

She smirks at his comment, feeling surprisingly lighthearted for once. "I guess you're right," she says with a laugh. "And who knows? Maybe we could have some fun tonight." Her gaze flickers back and forth between him as they continue driving, her heart pounding in anticipation of whatever might happen next. It felt strange to be so open and trusting with someone she had just met, but there was something about Bruce that made her feel safe... or at least safer than usual.

Her heart skips a beat as he says those words, and she can't help but feel a surge of excitement run through her. Normally, this would be the moment when she'd retreat back into her shell, pushing people away with her sarcastic remarks and cynical attitude. But for some reason, she doesn't want to do that with Bruce. Maybe it's because he seems different... or maybe it's just the way he makes her feel. "I think we should make a pact,"

Shuddering with the force of her orgasm, Sasha collapses forward onto your chest again, panting heavily. She lets out a long, satisfied sigh before lifting her head to look up at you through half-lidded eyes. "Wow..." she whispers hoarsely. "I didn't expect that."

She smiles, feeling a strange new connection to this stranger who followed her home and ended up giving her the night of passion she never knew she needed.

You look good like that, so hard and eager for release. It's almost enough to make her want it too - just to feel you inside her one last time before the night is over. With a playful grin, she leans down and captures your lips in a deep, passionate kiss.

Her hips start moving again, rocking against yours as she takes you deeper, harder.

You hand the phone back to her and she quickly types in your number before saving it under "Justin - New Friend." There's a small smile on her face as she tucks the phone away again. "Alright then, I guess we can exchange numbers now that you've got mine. Or you could just text me sometime when you want to hang out."

She looks at you expectantly, waiting for your response.

"Alright then," she says with another small smile, "I'll see you around, I guess." She stands up, stretching her arms over her head before yawning loudly. "Gas station closed... Guess I should get some sleep now. Nice meeting you, Justin!" With that, she turns and begins to walk away, her orange-dyed hair swinging behind her.

As you take her finger into your mouth, she lets out a soft moan, her body shivering with pleasure and surprise at the sensation. "Oh..." she whispers hoarsely. "That feels... really good." She watches as you suck on her finger, her gaze intense and focused on your face.

Her other hand slowly begins to explore your body, tracing gentle circles around your nipples before moving lower down towards your sex. "So wet..." she murmurs, feeling the heat emanating from between your legs.

Her fingers are still wet with your juices as she slides them into her own pussy, moaning softly at the pleasure. "Oh fuck..." She looks down at you, almost dazed by the sensations coursing through her body. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches you suck on her finger, her other hand still exploring your body.