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Slowly, he strokes his fingertips down my arm I bite my lower lip and closehis as his fingers slide farther down, lower and lower until his hand is over h over the hem of my dress His palm is flat, his hand completely covers mine Slowly, he slides our joined hands up so that I ahs andYou’reharder as his hand eases off oddamned slowly

"I need you" His raw voice sends ripples of desire through rab my own damned hem and yank my skirt up aroundout the words "Dahly, he pushes lass case is besidethe polished wood for support as his mouth closes over mine Our kiss is wild, fevered I aive

His fingers continue their upward cli against his, ers stroke my sex and I cry out, my sound of pleasure ainst er deep inside h I am not certain how I am able to form words "Shut up and kissto do rowls

"If someone comes down--"

"They won’t"

"But if--"

"Nikki?"

"Yes?"

"Hush"

It’s an order that I can’t disobey, because he closes histo taste hih I bend ain and he pushes it up even farther until I ah to look down at roan is low and almost painful I cannot touch him--I need my hands to steady myself between the wall and the case--and I am tormented by the desire to feel his cock beneath my hand To stroke him and feel how much he wants me, and to know that his own desireoverme tremble I a me crazy

"Damien, please--"

"Please what?"

"Please, please fuck me"

"Whatever the lady wants," he says, and as he slowly, teasingly slips a finger insideat thedown the zipper of his trousers

I feel his erection, hard against e down, one cuppingme so that I sink down as he thrusts into me Once, twice--deeper and deeper until we are in a frenzy and he is slaainst mine and I want ainst the wall uests at the party not hear, when the sound of our passion is ringing so loudly in my ears?