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Ellie wanted nothing more than to do what Adrian asked. Her body needed to feel his against hers, inside hers.
“Please. I’m trying,” he said as he continued walking toward her. “I’m asking nicely. I’m f*****g begging you.” He stopped so close to her that her breasts brushed against him with every breath.
She placed her hand on his chest, his heart racing under her fingertips. She ran it slowly downward, feeling the muscles twitch and tighten. Her eyes were locked with his, their lips almost touching. She skimmed her nail gently over his erection and he snapped. His mouth came down on hers, desperate and hungry. He pushed her against the wall as he shoved her dress up around her waist. She wrapped her legs around his hips, moaning against his mouth as his d**k rubbed her p***y.
