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Jolie paused in the doorway, worrying her lower lip while she looked around. Once she spotted me, she walked over with her head down and gingerly took my right hand in hers.
"You do believe me, don't you?" I pressed my lips together and nodded.
His right hand slinked forward as well, pausing at my abdomen to stroke my belly button before continuing a path down to my pussy.
" Swallowing hard, I raised shaky arms until my hands were behind my head.
" Dirk stuck his hands in the front pocket of his jeans, making his jacket bulge under his arms. When I started to turn away, he sighed and added, "I need to say something first, Holly.
Desperate. My mind was still reeling that he was doing this to me-as delicious as it was-when he hopped up onto the couch into a kneeling position.