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When I arched to him, he pulled back. Moved to my hips where he stroked each curve and dip, tracing the bones underneath.
That night was a repeat of the last.
I imagined Chris in there, naked.
I loved looking at them.
"What had you wanted to do.
He wasted no time flipping me onto my stomach, still holding my arms above my head. He pressed them back against the mattress, his other hand shoving my right knee up.