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I became less assertive.
That call we'd ignored last night had been from Jolie.
We fondled. We made love.
A rare experience to witness. Very charming, though.
Grateful. But his thumb lightly tapped several times just above my clit, eliciting a string of sharp cries from my lungs as my inner muscles clenched and released.
Found that there were varying aspects of all the roles, not just the hardcore stuff I'd been told about. It helped that I could be anonymous and still get advice.
It stopped a second later. When there wasn't a ding that the caller had left a voicemail, Chris laid his free arm across my chest under my breasts and rested his chin on his forearm, his dark eyes on mine.
Then there was a deep sigh.