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"My hair is done"

"I’ll barely touch you"

I lean back against theup his left, his right still planted on the counter next toopen and he slides the tip of his index finger froot me

"Feet up, heels on the counter," he instructs and I lift er to comply My eyelids are already heavy and I’m flushed with desire everywhere

"Just the one hand?"

"A couple of fingers and a thuer lower, circlingoverat the spot where his finger is ri me His face is less than a foot from mine, but he doesn’t make any er slides in an inch and continues the ri The contact isme in any other way Our eyes are locked while he touches me so intimately

He adds his thuertip withdraw, then he’s brushing it acrossthe wetness around in sh hand on therab the the weight of the my nipples as hard as I can stand

His thuers into ertips forhile pressing down on rab his forear e of the counter andhis fingers out and holding up his hand I can seetheir path to his mouth, where he sucks them clean "One-handed," he adds, coart," I call out as he heads out of the bathroorab the towel he tossed on the vanity earlier and clean hs a damp mess "You just made it worse!" I yell as he crosses the bathroorin over his shoulder

I follow hiht over half a dozen outfit options and they’re all hanging in Sawyer’s closet He’s already got his pants on and is buttoning his shirt by the ti through one of the built-in drawers in the closet

"So I can help you find?" he asks Because to be fair, I’h his drawer

"Nope," I tell hi?" He’s finished buttoning his shirt and is staring at me, hands on hips, the corners of his eyes creased as he frowns

"I’ into a pair of his briefs I was digging around for a black pair Why the hell do they even sell them in white? Just, no

"Why?" He still looks bewildered, but he’s stopped staring at ot me all worked up and horny in there" I point a thuasm" He seems confused by my accusation