Wet, Runny Pussycat

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I wanted him to feel as hot as I was, because I felt like I was burning alive. I was the one to break the kiss now, but he must have known what I wanted, because before I knew it, he was all but ripping my shirt from my body and tossing it to the ground with his. On instinct, I lifted my arms and covered myself. I’d never let anyone see this part of me, and my cheeks felt hot as embarrassment slammed into me. “Don’t hide from me, never from me,” he murmured and gently pulled my arms away. The air was chilly, and I felt my n*****s harden even more. He groaned at that, as if it turned him on even more to see them tighten. “Perfect, just like I f*****g imagined.” He lifted his gaze from my chest. “Better than I could ever imagine.” God, he was breathing so hard. “Let me touch you. I ne

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