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I don’t even knoho I aht now

“You,” I whisper “I want you”

His lips turn into a wide grin “That’s what I thought” He hoistsand carries me up the loft steps

He dropsthe soft mattress

“Take these off” he tugs onoff the black booties and then dragging the denis I sit up to pullbutfully dressed in front of me

“Fucking perfect” he runs his thu to eat that pussy until you’re fucking beggingthe leather jacket from his shoulders Next he lifts the white t-shirt over his head, throwing both on top of the pile of my clothes “And then when you’re breathless and can’t contain yourself, that’s when I’ to fuck you”

God, his filthy mouth

“Please,” I beg

“Yeah, baby, you’re going to be begging for it”

He pushes s He presses his pal for him

“Needy, huh?” The question doesn’t require a verbal answer, he can tell by the way ly slow he pulls the fabric of h ins to draw lazy circles against the sensitive spot

Then he leans in so close I feel his hot breath against ainstthe sone into me My hips lift in response, and rinning against me, always cocky Once he has er

“Please,” I ue and

His touch is hot and sweet

Sinful and coelic