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"I’sley arched his eyebrow at her

"What do you want to do?" he asked

"I get to decide?"

"I’ve been subood at it" He tickled her rib cage with his fingertips "You tell me"

"I want to pay for my shirt," she said "That’s what I want to do"

"You want ainst the rules?"

"I don’t care about the rules"

"You really want me to do this?"

"Yes, but not my back," she said "Do it where it counts You showed me your scars and let me touch them You should see mine"

She raised her hand and unbuttoned her shirthis shirt She pulled it open and bared herself to hi and desire coursing through his body Lovely full breasts but not perfect Both breasts were marred with old healed sely secrets These are souvenirs froet naked very often omen Do they look bad?"

He shook his head

"Your breasts are beautiful," he said "Do my scars make me look bad?"

"Your scars are sexy"

"So are yours"

"Thank you Even if you’re lying to ," he promised He dropped his head and kissed one pale pink nipple Then he moved his mouth and kissed the scar He ached to touch her breasts, but he needed to touch hi himself, he positioned his knees on either side of Sam’s hips She didn’t seem the least troubled by his nakedness, not even when he took himself in his hand

Sam lifted her head and kissed the inside of his forear her hand down her stomach and into her Fridays She touched herself while he stroked hi beneath hi in her throat Her pleasure stoked his, especially watching her nipples harden with her arousal and her skin flush She took a sharp breath in and went silent As she cah it pained hi was spent, she opened her hazel eyes and gazed up at hiuised desire He stroked onceher chest and breasts He loved this, loved that she allowed hi his semen on her skin

Sam closed her eyes and arched her back into his touch as hethis,her like this? He didn’t knohy Who cared? He loved touching her He took his tiht in his hand He rolled her nipples between his forefinger and thumb, traced circles around her aureoles

"Nobody’s touched ood it felt"

"Anytiet to keep the shirt?" she asked