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But his touch didn’t co her Only when their eyesaround one nipple and pulling it into his etinto his hair

In response hethehtened and took her hand, leading her into the bedroo to ward off so mostly naked, her nipples daht I’d spoil you, ith it being a holiday and all,” he said

“What happens when it’s not a holiday? Kitchen sex?”

Josh turned once he reached the bed and tugged her toward hi the hard planes of his chest and sending her already-si lust up another notch “Kitchen sex Shower sex Couch sex, taxi sex—”

“Taxi sex?”

He sainst her ure out whether he was joking

In the end, it didn’t ently lowered her to the bed and lowered himself on top of her, there was only this lancing down her body and running a single finger along the top edge of her panties, just below her belly button

“You never answered er roamed lower

“What question?” Her voice was breathy

“Are you still wearing a thong?”

In response, Heather reed no aze narrowed, and he slowly pushed her onto her stoot the answer to his question

“Why a down her back until they reached the tiny fabric of the thong

He hooked a finger beneath it teasingly, and Heather folded her ar the back of her hand to keep herself fro

He was already touching, his pal the shape of her butt as he planted hot kisses on the back of her neck

His hand trailed lower, snaking under the fabric of her underwear as he slid a finger into her wetness without preamble They both moaned