CALVIN'S POINT OF VIEW
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I needed a few minutes to recollect myself and remember where we are and what we were doing, because my brain took us far away, on a bed, with my hands tangled in his curls and my c**k in his bubble sexy but, and forgot to bring me back in the parking lot.
" Alex, you’re drunk. " I deadpan, trying to change the choking tension, but he smirks sexily, then nods, agreeing with me, then replies with an honest voice and sexy smirk on his sexy lips.
" That, and f*****g hard. " His voice is low, and even a blind man could see the desire in his brilliant green eyes that don't rest for a f*****g second, looking at every inch of me, jumping from my eyes to my lips then chest, then lower ... and lower ... making me feel ...
