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I wanted more than just the feather-light sweeps against my skin.
The ring and ball on top ground against my G-spot.
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.
His body always felt good on mine. Made me feel safe and warm.
I was so lost in them that I didn't realize at first that he'd slid a finger in my ass and was rubbing against the reverse Prince Albert piercing that pressed along the membrane wall on the other side. "Mmm.
"That sounds very. nice.
The money issue was hard to handle. But it was worse when you brought him home and he didn't remember me.
That call we'd ignored last night had been from Jolie.