The Art Of Seduction

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. I was surprised he agreed to it, with how

ot to know him, the more I've wanted to climb him like a tree. There is somethi

y things to

his gaze travels over me, sending a jolt of anticipation up my spine. My bra goes next, his tongue immediately flickin

y mouth. There's hardly any room between us and I

init

ips develop a mind of their own and grind against him. Each swirl

bottom lip, voice low and strained. "I'm not

tween us to grip him through his boxers. His shocked chuckle is instantly replaced with a

ay down my body, stopping to lick and kiss every spot until his mouth is hovering right over the damp spot on m

seem to give a shit about ring out as he takes his time, sucking my throbbing clit into his mouth. I can't take it. The pleasure rol

ensitive and overstimulated aching has me trying to squirm away. The sensation is too much, and if my back arches off the bed any more, I swear I will sna

, of course, my body

om my damp forehead. I push his boxers down, letting his dick spring free,

ou want for Chr

w can you still think about Christm

ant to me to do some

me is better than the past four weeks with

r words. How could I not be? This man blows every negative thought

side drawer, and the words spill out of my mouth. "We don't have to use a condom...unless you want to. I'm on birt

inally clears his throat after staring at me with

one it before but d

lines himself up and the anticipa

've waited

everything is ten times more intense, and I can feel every bit of h

d, Elena. Jesus Christ, you

pping echoing around the room. My skin feels ready to b

ng my legs around him and crossing

too good. It's taking every ounce o

slide up and down him, rolling m

lose his mind, but Mr Generous is too concerne

him honestly. "Give me

I'm trying to hide the giddy expression on my face, but he spots it, and his l

aus Miller doesn't know

o his mouth, and digging my nails into his shoulders. My legs are shaking,

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brushing against each other, and our mouths crash together des

his neck tightly with one hand and rubbing

?" he gasps, his thrusts ge

. Yours. I

me. Let me

, oh

sensation to run with, so I settle for disintegrating. His body collapses on top of mi

e me, lazily kissing. I'm not sure how anything is supposed to fee

hristmas

we utter at the s