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I do as he says, shivering from thewaves of arousal rushing my body.

“How badly do you miss me?” he gritsout.

“Mmm.” I have to catch my breath toanswer. “A lot. So much that it aches everywhere.”

“Know what I miss?” he rasps. “Howhard your nipples get. Touch them for me, baby.”

He doesn’t need to ask twice. I pullmy blouse up and yank down my bra.

Varen groans with irrefutable desirewhen my breasts spill out. I don’t have to look at his face to know he’s turnedon.

Gently, I pinch each sensitive nipple,moaning in heat when I do.

“So hard for me,” he says, voicelaced with hunger. “Know what else I miss? How wet you get for me.”

My hands are already moving down mybody before he utters the words.

“Uhh…” I quiver as I glide myfingers over the swollen nub and between my slick folds.

“Play with yourself,” he says with agrowl. “Pretend it’s my hand. Do what I would do.”

I open my eyes to look into his as Irub myself.

“You know damn well I go faster thanthat,” he scolds sexily.

“Mm…” I whimper from the sweetsensations as I place two fingers inside and thrust hard, grinding my hips onthe bed.

“Good girl.” He licks his lips,toying with the piercing at the corner. “I want to fuck you so badly right now.Make you scream my name over and over.” His sexy grunts arouse me even more ashis other hand moves below in rhythm with mine.

“Varen,” I moan, increasing themotions in my dripping hole.

“Are you close, baby?” he asks witha torturous desire for me.

“Yes. Come with me,” I beg,finger-fucking myself as if it were his hard cock drilling into my walls.

“I’m right there,” he grates.

A feral-like sound oozes from mylips as the flames rise higher. My fluids are running into my underwear andsoaking my jeans.

There’s no need to see past eachother’s waist. The intensity in our eyes and the sensual breathing is enough. Varen’shunger is emitting from the screen and mixing with mine.

Soon, we’re both convulsing from theeruption of absolute pleasure.

He grunts my name while losinghimself to the orgasm.

A smile curls my lips from the riverof ecstasy that we’re both submerged in, and I don’t mind staying shroudeduntil we can physically touch again.

As we gradually settle from thehigh, Varen chuckles and tells me, “Guess I need another shower.”

“Hm.” I giggle. “I might sleep welltonight.”

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Fuck. I miss my girl.

It’s at a point where I almost slipand take a pill.

When I convinced Toya months ago tofollow her dreams and move to Los Angeles for college, I had her best interestat heart. Now, part of me selfishly wonders if I should have shut the hell upand let her attend school in Baltimore.

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