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Our eyes locked, and I felt my breath catch in my throat. Something primal in his gaze called to me.
The distant sound of the exhaust fan from above the stove.
That's what it was. It had to be.
"I know that now.
With my whole hand wrapped around him now, I stroked harder. "Fuck, Holly," he panted.
His weight shifted until he was sitting on my thighs, my legs pinned together beneath him and his cock between us.