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"All the fucking time."

She tries to straddle me, but there isn't enough space on the windowsill.

In her fumbling, her crotch presses against mine. She sighs with pleasure as she rubs against my erection.

Her blush spreads to her chest. "When did you last have intercourse?"

She's calling it intercourse.

Fuck, she's really that innocent.

This is not helping me push my cock out of the driver's seat.

I take a step backwards. "November."

"Do you remember it?"

"Vaguely."

"You were too high?"

"Yeah."

Her voice gets low, soft. "You have so much pain in your eyes."

"Yeah."

She moves close enough to press her palm to my chest. "And you keep it all here." She looks up at me. "Isn't that lonely?"

I nod.

"How do you deal?"

"Used to be drugs."

"And now?"

"Still haven't figured it out."

Her voice gets soft. Sweet. "You know I'm always here. Even if we don't... if we only stay friends. You shouldn't be alone with all that."

"You either."

She nods and takes a step backwards. "I, um, I'm getting hungry. Do you have anything to eat?"

I nod and lead her to the kitchen.

Piper wraps her hand around the fridge's handle and pulls it open. Her hips rock as she shifts her weight to the balls of her feet.

She's still flushed.

Still nervous.

Still fucking irresistible.

Her dress hugs her chest and waist in a way that begs for my hands.

I need a minute to think. I motion to the stairs. "I'm going to change. You okay in that dress?"


Tags: Crystal Kaswell Dangerous Noise Erotic