He turned her into his arms as they stepped into the studio, ran his hands over her hips. I missed you. I miss spending large quantities of time with you.She felt the heat kindle between her thighs, hotter, lustier than the moment called for. Her breasts tingled with it. I missed you, too. Why don't we figure out how to cut the evening short, go home, and fuck like rabbits?He was hard as iron. As he leaned down to nip at her ear, he found himself struggling not to tug at her clothes. Good thought. Christ, I want you.
by J.D. Robb
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As they entered the studio, he embraced her and expressed his longing for her company. The intensity of their connection was palpable, igniting a passionate desire within her. She responded in kind, equally craving intimacy and suggesting they shorten their evening plans in favor of a more private encounter. Their mutual attraction was undeniable, and they both felt the heat of their chemistry rising.

With each passing moment, their desire intensified. He was overwhelmed by temptation, fighting the urge to remove her clothing while whispering his deep yearning for her. The scene was electric with anticipation, reflecting their profound need for one another and a longing that could no longer be contained.

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