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Does he know about your secret toy box. What you keep inside?" My lower lip rolled into my mouth when I looked back at Chris and saw how dark his blue eyes were. Exactly how they were when I knew he was trying to contain his desire. I started to nod, and he squeezed my breast tightly.
And damn it, I was hard as a rock again. My intent to ask you for a blanket and pillow to sleep on the couch went out the window. I couldn't walk away. Not that time.
It's going to be a shit show in the parking lot. " I raised my eyebrows and checked the clock again. "Already?" "You wouldn't believe how cutthroat people can be on this day. And I'm not just talking about the women. " Chris had been right.
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Or ran from them. That's how I'd met Chris. I'd been running from the consistent annoyance of my roommate being gaga in love at our shared apartment. Little had I known what had awaited me at the mall. In the bedroom.
It was the end of what I had thought was a perfect match. There's no nice way to put this. You were a rebound fuck, Dirk. If you hadn't walked by, it would have been someone else.
The tremors traveling across my skin echoed in my inhale and exhale. A slight shift up caused the backs of his fingers to brush under my breasts. I flinched and cooed. Then he was traveling back to the middle and upwards again through the valley.
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Yes, maybe this was all I needed to feel better. But I soon found myself squatting in the tub. Crying with my arms wrapped around my legs. Unsure what thought of hundreds spiraling in my head like the water going down the drain had set me off. The water had already been running cold for a minute or two when the shower curtain was slowly pulled back.
"Do I smell ham?" Chris asked, his own coat joining mine. "What happened to-" "Don't ask," I mumbled. "Is it just us two?" The sound of a scream and then raucous laughter from the back of the apartment had him shaking his head. "Nevermind.
I ended up in the original position but with my hands held over my head on the mattress, the pillow pressed lengthwise between us. Below it, though, I could feel his erection pressing at my thighs, which had been bared in our tussling. I struggled to free my hands, but his grip tightened. "Thank you for being so concerned for me, honey.