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“Fuck This is ridiculous Lying here hurting for a woman and can’t even pick up the damned phone and call her” He played with his cock then, slowlyhis hand up and down as he fiddled with his cell phone once more

About that time her phone buzzed behind her She held her breath and squeezed her eyes shut realizing her indecision would now cost her

“What the hell?” The click-click sound of the la turned on filled the roo diht

“Well look e have here” Zak turned, threw his arrinned like he hadn’t seen her in a year

“Hiya, baby,” she crooned, trying her best not to look at his cock, even though the outline of his long shaft had already driven her to the brink of exciteh his bedrooh illumination to let her see the man she wanted, the man she’d yet to have

“Hi yourself,” he whispered, leaning in for a quick kiss “Want to tellhere?”

That was sied for him in a way that didn’t make any normal sense, but she’d kept her distance, kept their bodies out of the equation for a variety of reasons, none of whichat a godlike creature who in turn looked about as confused as she often felt

The tip of his tongue settled at the corner of his mouth “If I’d known I had an audience, I would’ve put on a show” He flipped over to his side and flattened his hand on her sto the soft pink—and nearly transparent—sleeveless nightgown she wore

“You kneas here,” she accused, trying not to check out his bare chest, those delectable abs, and the steely hard h the cotton sheet covering her “You had to have known”

“Why? Because I was sitting onof you?” He sht”

“You do?”

Instead of answering her, he tilted her chin to his and swept in for a kiss, his hand now harder against her stomach as he slipped the material up to her breasts His head never dipped lower Instead, he deepened the kiss, pressing against her until her hand throbbed to touch hiers ached to stretch around his size, to lock around his width and cop a real nice feel

She rolled over and faced him then Her short breaths embarrassed her and made her feel as if she had no measure of control

“Touchher hand on his chest “We won’t do anything you don’t want to do”

“But I’ve seen you now”