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But I want to go slow too.

I want to take my time exploring every inch of him.

Maybe…

Maybe enough time has passed. Maybe I'm ready. Maybe I really can forget my inhibitions.

I dig my fingers into his skin as I kiss him back.

His tongue slides around mine.

His hands go to my hips.

He pulls my body against his, so I'm grinding against him.

His cock brushes my sex.

There's all this fabric in the way, but it still feels so fucking good.

I want that.

I want him.

I push his t-shirt up his stomach.

He breaks our kiss to pull it over his head.

Fuck, he looks good in nothing but his jeans.

All tall and broad and inked.

But I don't have time to gawk.

He's already tugging at my dress.

I help him do away with the garment.

Then the beige bra.

The black panties.

It doesn't hit me until I'm naked.

This is really happening.

I'mreallynaked.

But, God, the way he's staring makes my sex ache.

I need him.

I'm scared, yeah, but I really, really need him.

He slips off the bed. His hands go to my hips. In one swift gesture, he pulls me to the edge of the bed.

Hunter lowers himself onto his knees.

He's right between my legs.

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