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Chapter 71 - Honey Pot
Ophelia His lips danced over mine while my fingertips danced over his naked chest. The time stopped, and I wanted desperately to feel him close to me. After the whole dinner debacle and realizing how off-putting it could be for him to be the one who feels powerful but has nowhere to go, I wanted to comfort him. He belonged somewhere; he was home with me. His hands pressed me forward into him. The warmth and sensual energy invaded us. It was overwhelming and decisive. His hands ran down, lifting the hem of his favorite t-shirt and cupping my behind; he pressed me forward, making me feel his hard d**k against my belly. We parted ways, "f**k!" He grunted; his eyes were glowing vividly, while my body trembled under his intense gaze. " Lia, tell me to stop... please." He said with a str
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