Akira
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"Where did you say we are going?" I ask for the umpteenth time.
"Stop trying, Ray. You know I'm not falling for that again." Romero grins showing his dimples, he can be really adorable at times specially when he knows he is annoying me, the devil!
He is looking remarkably handsome in the black shirt I bought for him. He always looks handsome, no matter what he is wearing or not but I seem to have a thing for his folded sleeves rolled up exposing his forearms. They are sexy with hint of vein as he flexes them on the steering wheel. They feel sexier when he puts them beside my head as he gazes down my eyes and moves inside me leisurely, teasingly.
"Where is your mind at?"
The answer rolls out of my tongue in a reflex before I can think better of it, "Your forearms on the
