Trust MeNEOThe way he looked at me made my stomach flip. There was something deeper in Daniel’s eyes that was heavier than usual. Not just want. Something closer to desperation.He was still stroking my throat, waiting for consent. The question rested on the tip of my tongue, but I swallowed it down, painfully aware of my cock hardening in my pants from his last words. I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth, nodding slowly. That was all it took. Daniel captured my lips in a hungrier kiss while he walked me backward until my thighs hit the makeup counter. His hands were already on me, squeezing my ass and grinding my dick to his. He pushed the blazer off my shoulder and let it fall. Reaching for the buttons, he slid the shirt off and went for my pants. I asked breathlessly, “What are you doing?”“Don’t want to wrinkle the clothes,” he murmured against my lips. “We gotta be careful.”My eyes went to the door briefly, and Daniel caught my chin with his fingers, directing my eyes
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