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“I’ anyone back here”

The dresser on the other side of the room reflects his neutrality on the subject Mine, not so much,to facemy body into his

Oh, God He’s so hard

“Life is like that,” he says softly “Unpredictable and beautiful, don’t you think?”

My answer is a soft gasp as his fingers tantaliseinto my hair to bare my neck

“Oneaway an hour, and the next you’re looking at someone who takes your breath away So deep in my belly My eyes flutter closed as his lips touch the nape of ainstmy tank from my jeans “And I hope you’ll look to me as yours”

In the shis hand against my belly

“What are you doing to ive him more of my neck My breasts feel heavy fros aches to be filled by the hardness pressed against my lower back

God, I want him Want this

“I’ you,” he says softly, the hot puff of his breath on hten before he angles one to hold s He cups ainst the sea a delicious layer of friction “Just look at you”

It’s strange seeing uid dark eyes as I revel in his hold In his possession As his arainst my bare skin

“You’re exquisite” His reflection rakes over mine, slow and steady A look that says he owns ainst hiertips

“Please, touch me” My pulse races, and my words are a bare rasp as I turnh he keeps our kiss chaste In contrast to the way he holdshis low groan of surprise as he turns s of aze darkly dilated as it dips to the valley between my breasts