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I loved how she arched against me and ran her hands all over my chest, touched my neck, my face I would stroke her breasts and play with her nipples, sucking thery mouth I’d slide my hand down her stoe her response to every way I touched and kissed her A long, slow suck on her nipple would er and soakher withmy thumb back and forth over that swollen nub that ht passage She’d have her hands in ue into her , all over my hand

Then she’d collapse against my bare chest and let me hold her, the sweet sainst her belly and rub against it a little, tor me Then Sarah Jo would reach between us and touch me, open my jeans, and work my cock out into her hand Her eyes would meet mine and hold as she rose up on her knees I would push her panties aside so I could get to her tender, soaking center She’d guide th ofto death in the best way

I threwon the bed just froain after so long God, she’d been perfect then, and she would be paradise now

Not that I could ever have her She was Ryan’s sister It would be wrong to think of her that way, the way I just had It was sha a line I hated ht years since ere together, back ere teenagers, I’d never set eyes on a woet the taste of Sarah Jo Winters

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As weird as it sounded, I loved the earlyair filled with the sweet smell of fresh-cut wood I always loved the srain, like a fingerprint

I got a lot done in the s before business hours It wasa delivery once a week for custoh my email, checked up on inventory, orders, and looked at the day’s pick-up schedule I wished I’d brought a sweater or a jacket because it was chilly when there was a knock at the office door

“We’re not open yet,” I sang out

“What about for hot cocoa delivery?” alow in s to ave inity to The saht before

“Coh

He swung open the door and offered me a paper cup, “It used to be your favorite I wasn’t sure whether to bring you this or a little hair of the dog”