Leave her wanting more.

You and Caitlyn make out for a few more minutes, lost in the moment, before the two of you seem to come to your senses at about the same time.

"So what are you-"

"Caitlyn, I have to-"

You both laugh. "You first," she says, stealing another kiss right after that.

"I do have to finish more work today. And you mentioned your roommates finding out, it would probably make sense for me to clear out of here before it gets too late."

"Yeah, that's true... Damn. My mind agrees with you, but this-"

She gestures down to her body.

"This wants you to stay, for sure."

"Well, this-"

You gesture down at your own body.

"This would love to see you again. But this-"

You point to your head.

"This is realizing that it needs to not get fired!"

Caitlyn laughs. "So you hate me!"

"Of course. That's why I came over here, to insult you."

"Well you didn't do a very good job."

"I took one look at you and changed my mind, obviously."

She laughs again, before pulling you in for another kiss.

"You're so charming. It's crazy. I've never... I mean, like, I'm a little bit of a reformed slut, okay. That's what I was going to say earlier, I kept making out with random frat guys at football games, that's why I stopped going. But I haven't hooked up with anyone so far this whole year! I was lowkey thinking I'd make it to the end of the semester to like, prove to myself I've changed or whatever. But then you come walking in and it's like, I don't know, suddenly getting attention from a charming, confident, sexy older guy? I'm only human!"

If only she knew, you think. "Only human, for sure."

"Anyway," you say, kissing her again briefly. "I'd love to see more of you. Give me your phone number, I'll invite you over to mine sometime soon."

"You're so old!" she laughs. "Why can't you ask for my ig like a normal person. Fine, here's my number. But I will make fun of you if you text like a millennial so be warned!"

You move your head down and give her clit some attention, just for a few seconds. Once her breathing begins to change, you pull away.

"****!" you say, winking. She pushes you away, laughing.

"Wow, you're terrible. Who raised you?"

"Wolves."

"Ha ha. Very funny."

You stand up, handing her her shorts.

"God, you're so beautiful," you say. She pushes you again.

"Get the fuck out of my house before I start sucking your dick!"

"Heard. I'll text you, Caitlyn. You're gorgeous, you're so beautiful, I could die and go to heaven and I wouldn't see an angel who looked even close to you."

She shakes her head, but her barely disguised grin gives her away. You can feel it - you have her in the palm of your hand now. One last, lingering kiss, and you head for the door.