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I was head over heels for her, pussy-whipped, obsessed… whatever the hell someone wanted to call it, I was all of that and more for Dolly

An hour later, I had a full belly from the incredible dinner Dolly hadwatching the sun set It was chilly as fuck out, but neither one of us co she needed this as hts and ta libidos

She held a glass of wine in her hand, I had a beer in e and yellows, pinks and reds were as they blended together across the sky, it wasn’t as breathtaking as the wo beside me

I looked over at her and saw the prettiest smile on her lips as she stared at the sky She ran the tip of her finger over the ste and delicate, her nails painted this light pink shade that seemed to make her even more feminine

I’ it pretty hardcore She glanced over at“You’re doing it again,” she said softly

I knehat she referred to but even still, I said, “Doing what again?” I finished off my beer and set the bottle on the deck beside my foot I just wanted to hear her voice

“Staring at me” Her tone was a little breathless, and as she rested back against the swing fully, the slight aze roam over the soft, delicate features of her face

There was a needy note in her voice, but I also picked up on the fact she was pleased,so far as to say she was happy I stared at her

“I a And it was clear htly “Does that bother you?” I leaned forward slightly, getting all up in her personal space, taking in the sweet scent of her

“I do like that you’re alatching me”

Her ade toevery ounce of self-control not to pull her in and kiss her until she was breathless