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AUTHOR'S POV
Her words seemed to fuel Maguire further, and he didn't waste any time in massaging her boobs, earning a moan from her. His kisses moved to the base of her throat, eliciting a shudder. He pulled away slowly and led her to her room.
They started to kiss again, and when Maguire slipped his hands under her shirt, she moaned and arched into him.
“Yes…please,” she whispered. It wasn't much, but it was enough to make him want to push the rest of the clothes off her body. Her breasts were already on the verge of showing. The lace bra she was wearing clung tightly to her breasts as they rose and fell with her breathing. She had dark brown n*****s which looked beyond perfect at this moment. They were hard, and ready for his touch.
He removed her bra and cupped her breasts wit
