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He was doing a callback to something I’d said earlier, when I’d teased him about how long he would be at my place.

Then he walked out of the room.

What the –

MOTHERFUCKER!

As I got up from the bed, my legs nearly buckled, they were so weak.

But I was so fucking mad, I forced myself onwards anyway.

As I stomped out of the bedroom, I saw that he’d stopped in his tracks.

“You fucking ASSHOLE!” I shouted –

At which point he turned around and swept me off my feet.

Literally.

I wasmorethan shocked as he kissed me –

But then I realized this was all just part of his little stage play.

Bastard,I thought –

Butdamn, he was a good kisser.

I gave in and kissed him back.

Finally, he stood me upright and set me back on my feet.

“Youplannedthat,” I said in an accusatory voice.

He laughed mischievously, then kissed me again.

Mmmmmm…

Then he stepped back. “I want to see you again tomorrow night. Are you free?”

Oh no – you don’t get off the hook THAT easily, Mister.

“You know, I should figure out some clever way to manipulateyoulike you just did tome.”

He grinned and pulled me against him –

And I felt his cock for the first time.

OH.

Oh my GOD.

He was hard as steel beneath his pants…

And much bigger than I was used to.

I cupped his shaft through his pants to feel his girth and length…

And wanted him inside me more than ever.

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