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He brings the phone beside his head and points at it with a smile. Your phone dings. 1 New Message From: Zale 🐯 How am I supposed to text you if I don't have your number? Get home, safe Princess. 💜 -Seen

My skin yearns to feel his touch as he keeps one of his hands on the wall next to my head while the other is balled to a fist over my head as he leans his elbow against the wall. Moving my hands down, I clasp his t-shirt, wanting to pull him closer. “Touch me, please.” I plead between kisses, and he finally lowers his hands on me, grabbing my thighs just below my ass. I moan into his mouth as he groans. “They are going to kill me.” My breath hitches shortly, but it doesn’t keep us from continuing to make out. Driving my fingers into his hair, I grab onto them as he lifts me to wrap my legs around his waist.

"T-touch me. Do it. Please." I pinch her nipple. Gardenia arches her back, groaning low in her throat, and then I'm cupping her breast, kneading it and weighing it in my palm. Fuck. One touch won't be enough. One taste won't be enough. Any foolish notion I had that this could happen just once, that we could simply get it out of our systems–it melts away into the heated air.

Are they going to do it again? . . "Fuck," Matteo muttered softly as he removed the hook of her bra. And when it did, he just throw it away and immeditely grabbed her and give her a deep kiss. She moan when his bare top touch her naked body. Her hands could not help but touch his body. Matteo took and hold them with one hand and pinned them above her head. Matteo's lips travel down to her neck until he reach her right breast. She curved her body when she felt his tongue on her nipple giving her more bodily pleasure.

After five minutes, Harris clicked into the dialog box, and inside there was still a message containing the location and time of the meeting. Harris entered the message and then deleted it again like that for fifteen minutes. The chat screen was still blank.

Until things were better, we were going to cancel any lovesick trip. I moaned as Elias massaged my back and I felt like I was going to melt away like butter. His hands were so great in handling all the knots on my back, the lotion having a soothing scent and a little foreplay as spice was refreshing. My phone rang when I was watching a cartoon making me drop my popcorn to pick up my phone. Lucy was giving me a video call so I quickly answered in case Edith needed anything. "Hey." Lucy said as I nodded in response.

“Tell me what you want, Piper. Use your words.” I squirmed under his touch, the combination of liquor and his dominant presence making me bold yet pliant. “I want to be touched,” I whispered, my nipples tightening against the thin fabric of my dress. His fingers continued their teasing ascent, stopping just short of where I needed him. A small whimper escaped me. “Please, Lucian… touch me more.”

Just then, my bestie texted me, wanting to know if I had scored. I spilled the whole story to her, feeling pretty down, and asked her what I should do then. [Girl, based on what you told me, I'm pretty sure he's got a thing for you. You just haven't hit the right note yet. Remember that 'battle dress' I sent you? Slip into that and give it another shot. Guys are pretty simple; they think with their other head. I bet he won't be able to keep his calm when he sees you in that!]

“Fine. Sure. The question is… What now?” “Hm. I feel lazy today though. You can leave now. I’ll call you if I need help.” “Wait…what?” Pax grabbed something from his desk, an invention of his. It wasn’t that strange, yet it has many buttons and a small horizontal screen and a tiny microphone on the left. “What is that a doorbell keychain?” “No. It’s a device so I can call you.” He placed the somewhat keychain on her backpack. “It’ll vibrate if I need you. Only come here if it vibrates. Understand?”