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Luis was a perfect and imaginary thought. Instead, I had proven I couldn't even handle a simple dinner. But I wasn't going to let it ruin the evening. Luis had suggested we cook together tomo

o excited about spending the evening with him. Once he had h

uggling close to the bowl of popcorn. "I'm way too sc

ssing my thigh against his and tucking myself closer. Every inch of him felt strong and solid, and I craved more. I fought the urge to climb into his lap outright, knowing I had to play this carefully. He saw

ling my legs beneath me, I rested my head on his shoulder, pretending to focus on the movi

ing, I let out a small squeal and slid onto his lap. I buried my

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, but the warmth of his touch sent a shiver down my spine that settled low in my belly. My body reacted instantly, heat pooling between my thighs. I bit m

the waist down. It was reckless, I knew, like standing too close to an open flame, but my need burned hotter than reason. I had to touch myself. I mean, the most sensitive part of myself. The thought was maddening, but the ache between my legs was unbearable. Maybe, if I was careful enough, I could get away with it. My breath hitched as I sl

s that sent waves of pleasure radiating through me. My breathing grew shallow, but I fought to keep my movements subt

o close but not inside me. I thought about it, though. I imagined straddling him, his thick cock driving into me, stretching me, claiming me. The thought of him filling me completely, marking me as his, sent a delicious shudder through me. My fantasies

y pussy against the hard ridge of his cock while my fingers worked frantically beneath the blanket. I wa

rying an unmistakable edge. He didn't sound angry

ose that my lips brushed his skin. The temptation was unbearable.

vine. He groaned, his coc

ed, his voice a low, unsteady

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re locked on me, dark and heavy with lust. The sheer hunger

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