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I watched her, my breath frozen in my lungs, as she withdrew from me. I wanted to reach for her, to drag her back to me, but I wasn’t going to force her to be with me.
I released my hands from her back and let her slip away. She sank to the floor in front of me and looked up, and my brain finally kicked in with a loud f**k, yeah.
Her hands went for my shorts and fumbled with the button. I sucked in a breath, aching for her touch. She finally released the button and drew down the zipper, then reached into my briefs and wrapped her hand around my d**k.
“Jesus,” I breathed, jerking at her touch.
She stroked me slowly, squeezing at the tip and dragging her hand back down to my base. I lifted my hips and pushed my shorts and briefs down to my ankles, dying to see her hand on me.
Her sh
