Nothing can stop this moment. Your touch is magic as it travels my skin,
sending sparks in waves down my back. I
love the brush of your five o’clock shadow against my shoulder as you whisper
sins I want to commit, gasping when they begin beneath my panties. You circle my heat as you press your body into
mine and I hungrily grind against you in response as my need mounts. Soon, I am at the precipice of your intent and
you lean into me trying to catch my expression as I burst and manage a single
word, “Damn.”
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