25 Mackenzie
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I LOVED THE FEEL OF being snuggled against him. It was starting a fire down below, which made me have second thoughts about keeping things platonic. I could feel that he was excited, but was doing exactly what he promised—remaining a perfect gentleman.
I adjusted myself slightly and his fingers grazed my breasts. I closed my eyes and imagined him fondling and squeezing them. I thought about his mouth and tongue, teasing and l*****g the tips of my n*****s and could feel myself getting wet.
Screw it.
Unable to help myself, I began stroking his knuckles, willing them to caress me back.
His fingers began to stroke my abdomen and I felt my s*x tighten in response. I remembered the feel of his fingers between my legs and ached for them to slide lower.
“Is this okay?”
