Better Than Room Service

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Devin I hear the glass being put on the counter. My eyes shoot open, and I look straight into her eyes. She has taken off her robe, so she only wearing a red, lacey bra. “I don’t need a drink. I need you,” she says without a shred of fear. Forget the wine. I don’t need to be asked again. I spin her around and press her naked ass up against my hard and ready manhood. I’m agitated by the fabric standing in my way but I know I have to go slowly, so I restrain myself as much as I can. I leave a string of kisses down the back of her neck as I slide my hands up and down her bare sides. She shivers against me, and it’s so f*****g hot. My hands slide to the clasp of her bra. “Are you-“ I try ask to start asking if this is what she wants. She spins around, looking at me straight in the

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