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However, before I could act either way, Michael’s hands ht strokes, he learned every inch of lided around to rier, and he drew ainst his arousal I could feel the war inside hiue caressed mine in deep, wet strokes It was like he was determined to take his tie me

I found that war inside hio

As I stroked my hands down his arentler He nipped at my lower lip and then he eased away But only to stare into lided his hands up my back to my bra strap With a dexterity I remembered from the times we’d fooled around in his car, he unhooked ed the straps down aze slowly disconnected frohtened around ht of ht, needy buds that begged for his mouth

Any concerns I had about how he’d feel about the changes in my body dissipated at the taut, desire-filled expression on his face

“Dahlia,” he murmured as he reached up and cupped me

I moaned and arched into his touch Ripples of desire undulated low inthe my nipples All the time his eyes vacillated betweenmy need for him

The words had barely broken past h, hard, desperate, and his groan filled ers and thurowl of satisfaction madethe fabric of his sweater beneath my hands, I curled my fists into it and jerked my lips from his “Take it off”

Thankfully, Michael executed o of me, stepped back, and yanked his sweater up and off As he threw it behind hiht of him His chest, arms, and abs were definitely o He’d worked out regularly then too and had a gorgeous body, but the tight rippled definition of his abs and the breadth of his shoulders confirorous

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His thick thighs and muscular calves caused another hard flip in ed to see his ass My God, I bet his ass was a thing of legend I moaned when he had to peel his boxer briefs over his erection and when freed, he was so hard, it strained toward his abs

Every part of my body swelled toward him as I watched him take a condom out of his wallet and roll it down his erection No foreplay was necessary I wanted and needed him inside me

Whatever he saw in raspuided ainst my stomach

Michael touched ers curled into the back of his shoulders as I took in his expression There was so much emotion in his eyes Desire, need, yes But also confusion, hurt, and so I didn’t want to process It looked like fear, and I couldn’t bear that emotion in Michael