My dress was the first thing to go. Vaughn worked out how to get it off, and the cloud of fabric pooled at my feet, rendering me utterly and completely bare. I pulled his jacket off and undid his tie while his hands roamed all over me, as if he needed to remind himself of what I felt like. The anticipation of this man inside me was far too great — my hands were shaking.Vaughn picked me up and carried me to the opulent king-sized bed, simultaneously unzipping himself. Wrapping my arms around his neck, we fell together, the bed catching us. Gunter certainly knew how to choose a bed, I gave him that.“Do you think we can skip dinner?” Vaughn breathed into my neck, nipping at the soft skin there.“Definitely.” I released a low moan when he slipped a thick finger inside me. He slipped in another, finding my most sensitive part in an instant, his thumb massaging my clít. Any touch was a good touch and, arching my back, I came into his hand, gasping for air.“Holly shít, that was quick,” he
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