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I just needed a loyal partner.
At some point, I realized Chris was standing by the island with me, also without a stitch of clothing on.
And the longer it went on, the wetter I became. "Does this guy," Chris asked, his voice husky as he ran a single finger up and down the soft hollow of skin just behind my ear along the back of my jaw, "know right where to touch you to drive you wild?" I wanted him to both continue and yet stop touching me there.
And as much as I wanted to run to him, I couldn't move from my spot. Primarily because my butt was numb and my feet were tingly.
Thank you for feeling comfortable enough to share your story with me.
" How I kept my voice even, I have no idea.