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Jared watched Erika as she gulped. The action made him harder, if that was even possible. f**k, he wanted her. He’d been hard since he walked in and saw her in his t-shirt. He’d wondered where it had gone but forgot about it eventually. Until he saw it cupping her breasts and hugging her curves.
He’d never watch a Captain America movie again without getting turned on.
Jared stood and hooked his thumbs in the edges of his boxer briefs. Her eyes went straight to his c**k and she licked her lips. His d**k twitched. Jesus, he was going to come in his f*****g pants.
Like a band-aid, Jared yanked them off. Erika sucked in a sharp breath, but her eyes never wavered. She kept staring at him. Her breathing picked up, her pulsed throbbing at her neck. Jared wanted to press his tongue to that
