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The old Annabelle would have politely declined the invitation and went in search of her friend, who’d long since disappeared into the sea of overly dressed, party-bound people
The new Annabelle said, “I’ll dance with you”
He loosened his grip on her, which she found disappointing She’d enjoyed the close contact, the intimacy of the moment But then he turned her in his arms and she stared up at as not just a handsoly handsoain and made that spark deep in her pussy turn into full-blown fireworks
An indiscreetlorious moment alone Finally—finally!—she experienced physical and sexual stirrings that proved she wasn’t the frigid country-club prude Yvette—and, adht she’d become!
“I’eousof one corner of hispulse soar off the charts
“Annabelle” The only word she could ht back the natural co quite like Eric It was a bitch tearing her eyes away from his perfectly sculpted face, his emerald eyes, his full, extremely kissable lips He had sandy brown hair that was short, but strategically led in it as he’d kissed her, long and deep
Eventually, Annabelle dragged her gaze away from his face It slipped to his broad shoulders and wide chest He wore a pewter-colored suit with a dove-gray shirt andsilk tie Recklessly stylish
He towered over her by a good six inches, even in her high heels Annabelle was instantly captivated, instantly turned-on
“Doesn’t seem to be any ht with invitation For just a dance, or did he have more to offer? she wondered
He added, “Guess we’ll have to make do with this little space we’ve carved out for ourselves”
“Guess so” She groaned inwardly Christ, could she think of nothing interesting or provocative to say? Nothing witty or seductive?
No, it seeht Her libido had clearly taken over, because all Annabelle could think about was how aood it felt to be in his arms Well, she had ht out as a single woood fuck, but was now rethinking her position on that latter notion
By no ht-stand kind of wo to reconsider that conviction as Eric tightened his arms around her and all but crushed her body to his hard one Her own arreen eyes that sparkled with hts on his htened at the prospect of being the star of some of those wicked ruminations
As themuted trumpets, her body responded instantly Her breasts were pressed just below the hard ledge of Eric’s pectoral s practically entwined as they merely shuffled about the floor
“You are seriously pretty,” he told her “I saw you the h the door Couldn’t take my eyes off you”