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And shit…there went his towel

Paxton was naked, gloriously, fully naked, and I wasn’t even in a position to appreciate it I settled for second best, running my hands down his sculpted back--until I foundinto the soft bed with his delicious weight on top of me

"You lost your towel," I told him as he nibbled atht ah on h that he brushed , I knew it, but I just didn’t care Not when he ran his hands tothe fabric up

"We have to what?" he asked, his roaned He had a way of finding spots I never even realized were so sensitive

"Movie We’re supposed to watch akisses upchills in his wake as he reached where my shirt pooled at my bra line "I’d rather watch you coht, are we?" I asked, roaned when they brushed his erection

He hissed at the contact "Just stating the truth"

"Should we do this later?" My body nearly cried at the thought of not finishing e’d started "I don’t want Little John to cooing to coive a fuck that we’rethe movie, you’re sorely mistaken I’d ot to touch you Unless you’ve changed your mind?" He tensed aboveaway, he raised erly lifted my arms to help "Thank God," he whispered, and then kissed ht with each stroke of his tongue, each angle he used to deepen the caress He kissed me like I was the answer to every question he’d ever had, and in turn, I held nothing back

He unhooked ers, and then he slipped it down my arms so it could join ain, ere skin-to-skin, and the contact was enough to send flahs

He groaned "You feel incredible," he said with one last pull at my lower lip Then his lips trailed a path to my breasts, where he took one hardened nipple into his warainst hishe could deliver it

My hands found his hair, his shoulders, anything that could anchorbut Paxton, and that was perfection in itself Hetheirevery nerve ending to life with his touch

He made me feel worshipped, adored, and I loved hiently on his hair, and he looked into ue over h s, and he gave in toover so I knelt on top of hihs, subtly digging in to theup to watch his eyes darken as I reached the tip of its tail