ValerieGood girl. One would think that I would be irritated at being called that despite being twenty eight, but I am not. It makes me feel giddy., like a teenage school girl having her first makeout session with someone she has had a crush on for a long time. I clench around his fingers as the tips brush the winsides off my walls. Then i grab his face, pressing my lips against his. I kiss him again, harder this time, tongues sliding, teeth grazing. My hands explore every inch of him I can reach – his shoulders, his biceps, down to the trail of hair disappearing into his pants.heet. I tug his shirt higher, exposing more of him, and wrap my fingers around his length through his boxers. He’s thick, hot, throbbing in my grip.Kai groans quietly, hips bucking up into my hand. “Valerie… your hand feels like heaven. Stroke me, love. Nice and slow. Feel what you do to me.”I obey, pumping him with long, teasing strokes, thumb circling the tip where he’s already leaking. His breath stutters
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