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Apparently, Chris had other plans.
My mind was currently focused on what he was doing to me, not keeping still.
I pressed them harder against the couch, trying to suppress my own arousal, and rose up on my knees.
As soon as we were alone, Chris secured the lock and chain on the door, chuckling. "What was that?" "I looked up and saw my way out of the chaos.
That made him groan.
You might need another drink.
Yes, I'd gotten one of the fulltime promotions at work, which included teaching aerobics twice a week in addition to my front desk and bookkeeping duties. It more than helped supplement Jolie's previous rent.
" I pulled my knees as close to my chest as I could and choked back a sob. "I can't eat anything!" "Shh.