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We’re really doing this

“Hands, baby,” he whispers “Untuck my shirt”

I hastily pull the cotton fro the taut lines of his back with ertips

He rewards me with a wet kiss on my neck “Now unzip me”

This, too, is easily done Although I’m too chicken to touch him as I lower his zipper and cause his trousers to fall away

He’s not afraid, though He drags s it aside, and then cups both of my breasts as he kisses me hotly Wetly Then my bra is speedily unhooked and tossed aside

The ood with his hands If he can skate, too, I predict great things for his hockey career

“Fuuuck,” he says with slow appreciation as his gaze rakes down my body “I knohat the I is for now”

“What?” I gulp, because he’s unbuttoning his shirt hastily, bringing a ripped chest into view

“It’s for Instaboner” He chucks the shirt aside, then—as I gape—drops his boxers A thick erection bobs up, slapping him on the belly

God, that body He has muscles in places I didn’t know you could have

He doesn’t notice, though Ors

I sit down quickly He leans over, kissing ently levering me backward until my back hits the mattress His hard body comes down over mine My toes lose contact with the floor, and I’m more or less pinned there underneath him

And I like it Our kisses are deep and wild There’s no reason to wonder whether I’ht, either My only choice is to lie here and take it while he strokes ive my nipple a firm tweak

Each kiss is an education Tank is right He really is good at celebrating

The kisses go on and on, until I feel wild and needy My hands are full of his thick hair, and I can hear ainst the hot center of , thick compliment