Twelve

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Wyatt: My d.i.c.k throbbed in my jeans when she stepped out of the bathroom with water dripping down her toned stomach. I was so hard it was painful as I watched those wheels in her mind turn with one thing running through it. Then, I watched her snatch those keys and run like she could escape me. She ran through the door, and I admit, I gave her a head start. I wanted to see how desperate she was to get away from me. I followed just close enough behind her to make her fumble, but she was moving like it was a game. She moved like there was no ounce of fear within her. I rounded the front of her Jeep. I was so shocked when she fell into me that I couldn't process this was still Macy when she touched me. I pinned her against the driver's door, and the confusion I found in those eyes ga

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