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Well, history. " I gasped at his fingers on my hip now.
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.
The moment my breath hitched, he abandoned that teasing and simultaneously slid his fingers outwards along the top of the upper lines of rope on my chest all the way out to where they disappeared under my armpits.
"Jolie knows very well it's my favorite holiday. That this year, the traditions woven into my memory since childhood had already begun to unravel because my parents became snowbirds.
The morning was just a constant repetition of trying to be a better salesperson than Chris.
"Does he know how to touch you like I do.