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Luca
After Brooke’s shitty afternoon, I wanted to take her mind off the latest note, but she had her own ideas of how to do that. Which involved putting on a movie, not watching it, fidgeting, getting up, walking to the bedroom, coming back with a pillow for her knees, and sucking my c**k.
I wasn’t gonna complain, and I fully intended to repay the favour once she’d finished.
Twofold.
She paused to take a sip of wine, and I took a moment to study her. To burn her features into my memory. The flushed cheeks. The tumbling waterfall of hair. Those twinkling brown eyes. The open shirt hanging from her shoulders. The full breasts straining at a bra I’d be removing pretty damn soon. Who the hell knew if or when I’d get to see her like that again after this week?
“Two f*****g days.”
I mu
