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His large hands cup my cheeks, and he rocks up into me. “I can feel your heat through your tights right now, Dec. You like what we’re doing.”

Cocky.“And I can feel how much you’re enjoying this.”

“I’m not trying to hide it.” His thick length presses against me, and I groan. My eyes flutter closed as I arch my back and grind against him. “There it is. Show me how good this feels.”

“So good.” Slow and unhurried, I undulate against him, enjoying the drag against my aching quim. Clit swelling and pussy dripping, I quickly forget my worries about blurred lines.

“Are you wet right now, Dec?” Pushing me down with his hands, he thrusts up. The pace increases, and my pussy throbs.

“Yes.” I whimper.

“Can you come like this?”

“I think so.”

“I want to watch you come apart, Dec. I want to see those parts that you’ve hidden all this time.”

I dig my nails into his shoulders as his raspy voice washes over me.

“No secrets.”

“No secrets,” I breathe the words out. A cry of pleasure follows as we increase our pace, dry-humping like horny teens. “Please, E.”

“I’ll always give you what you need,” he croons.

The pleasure builds in my belly as my chest tightens, and my walls tighten. “I’m close.” The words are a whine as I move with him, straining to reach the release, dancing just beyond my reach.

“Come apart for me, December. Let me see how pretty you look, coating my cock with your come.”

The dirty words tip the scale. I jerk, tumbling headlong into an intense orgasm that rips a guttural cry from between my lips. Convulsing in his lap, I flood my panties and sink deeper into the gray area between friends and something more.

Holding me close, he whispers praise into my ears. “You look so pretty when you come December. Thank you for showing me.” Placing gentle kisses on my forehead and cheeks, he rubs my back as I float in the blissful aftereffects.

His cock flexes under me.

“What about you?” I whisper as I slowly swim to the surface of awareness.

“This wasn’t for me.” He cups the side of my face and rubs his thumb over my lip.

I suck the digit into my mouth.

E hisses. “Dec.”

I twirl my tongue around his thumb, sucking him deeper as I mimic a blow job. I meet his gaze, hypnotized by the desire I see smoldering in the depths of his chocolate pools. Rolling my hips, I coax a moan from his full, dark pink lips. I release his thumb with a pop and lean back.

“I want to see you too, E.” I tighten my grip around his hips. “Let me see your hidden side.”

“Dec.” his gravelly growl makes my belly flip.

“Show me,” I whisper.

He grasps my hips, fingers digging into my skin hard enough to leave bruises. The thought of his marks on my skin excites me.

“Do you like being in control, Manny?”

“I don’t think you’re ready for what I like, Dec.”

His words reignite the fire in my gut.


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