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God, is that black hair curling through some of the openings between buttons? My thighs clench together all on their own and I gasp, because I've never felt that tug between my legs before. It's a warm, melting twist that doesn't end, only gets more intense as Cain puffs on a short cigar, releasing a steady stream of smoke toward the ebbing sunset.

The room was thick with heat, the faint glow from the overhead lights casting long shadows across their bodies. Hayes pressed her against the table, hands roaming, memorizing every curve. Her dress had ridden up dangerously high, and every brush of his fingers sent shivers down her spine. Her lips found his again, hungry, demanding, and he answered with equal ferocity. Every stolen breath, every moan, seemed louder in the empty clinic, bouncing off the walls, echoing the warning bells in his mind.

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It was mid-August and even though night had fallen it was still sweltering hot. Tina was dressed to beat the heat in a low slung denim mini skirt and bikini top, hiking sandals on her feet. She turned more than a few heads in her revealing outfit. At twenty-one years of age, she had a lush yet firm body. Full 36C tits filled her bikini top, her narrow waist flared out gently to her tight round ass, which was clearly evident even though the fullness of her skirt and her long, tanned, athletic legs gave every guy there something to lust over.

he says and I shake my head, refusing his threats. “Or…” he says and takes his hands completely off of me. He opens the book and flip through slowly, his fingers teasing the edge of the white pages the way I wish he would tease my hard nipples. I press my legs together, looking for a way to keep down my lust and the crazy thoughts as a drop of juice slides out of my pussy lips into the lady panties I have on. “Or…” he says again and runs his finger down the page of my last writing. Tomorrow morning is Christmas morning.

I said, brushing my hair out of my face before gesturing at the building behind me. “News is going around that the library might be renovated soon. We don’t know how true that is since it hasn’t been confirmed,” I added. A petite redhead raised her hand. I raised a brow and nodded for her to speak. She cleared her throat and stepped forward. “First off, you’re hot,” she said. Some girls giggled. The guys looked somewhere between annoyed and amused. My brow arched higher. “And secondly… Can we go in?” she asked, pursing her lips.

It’s already given that she is, and no one can say that she’s not hot because she is so fucking hot—probably the hottest woman I have ever seen in my entire life. The first time I saw her, when Clara brought her up here in our house, I already felt something within me. I tried to fight against it, but last night was just so wild. My lust overflowed my brain, and so I told myself that that night wouldn’t pass without me fucking her or even having a taste of her. I groaned when I could not fight for my libido anymore. It’s 5 am, and for sure Clara’s not coming home until lunch, so I should make the most of it.

Her eyes widen at realization, and my heartbeat quickens. Fuck. I am not sure how far I want to go tonight. Does she realize I am a freaking virgin? I am probably delaying things for her way too much. She swallows and glances toward an old book closet. We grab our bags and go inside. It’s full of old torn books, with barely any space to stand. We kiss each other while she opens the buttons of my shirt. “You look hot when you wear shirts.” I don’t think I will ever touch T-shirts now.

The house behind me streamed out a warm, welcoming glow toward the lake, beckoning cold skaters in from the icy air. I could see Audrey and Ray hand in hand making slow circles on the lake. They projected a happiness I didn't know was possible. I wondered what had driven them apart so long ago; watching them fall in love for the second time was like getting to witness magic. I didn't know how it was happening, I didn’t want to question it; I just wanted to let it happen. "Hot chocolate for the lady." Andrew's voice cut through my thoughts. I turned and took the hot Styrofoam cup in my hands, breathing in its aroma. Chocolate, frost, and pine smoke all mixed in a delicious medley that would f

The warmth of her skin against mine ignited a fervent desire, fueling my desire for her. Her breath quickened, matching the rhythm of my own heartbeat. With each thrust, she gasped as my hands traced the delicate arch of her back, the curve of her waist, and the contours of her hips. I explored the landscape of her body, committing it to memory with an insatiable hunger. My fingers danced along the curves of her body, tracing invisible patterns that ignited her senses. Her skin, warm and inviting, begged for my touch. I obliged, leaving a trail of fiery kisses along her neck, her collarbone, and down to the swell of her breasts.