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She pushes into me as we kiss again. I lean forward, loving the feeling of her in my arms.
I’m well aware of how intense things are with her and how much we connect.
And while we have seen each other partially naked, it’s nothing like what the real thing would be. I’m very aware of that.
It would be easy to just take her now, or for her to take me. Either way, I would be fine with it.
But again, I want more than that with her, and I want her to know it.
The anticipation is just about killing me.
“You know, this will not get us dinner,” I whisper into her neck as we both break from kissing.
She laughs quietly. “You’re saying that like it’s a bad thing.”
“I promised you a date.” I’m aware my voice is huskier than usual. And I don’t know how I’m going to sit through it without wanting to do very bad things to her.
“You make me a little crazy,” she says, breathy and flustered.
“Oh, I’m already there.” She knows because there’s no hiding what I got going on in my pants. “Sorry about that,” I add.
She giggles, and I can’t help but laugh.
“I get very excited around you,” I say by way of explanation, though I’m sure it’s obvious.
“Now that is definitely not a bad thing,” she says, stroking up and down my arms lightly with her fingers.
I swallow. My throat is dry. I could reach down and feel under her dress right now, resting my hands on her ass, and pulling her in closer so she can feel what she’s done to me.
I’d love nothing more than to play with her exquisite body all night.
“You like what I did to you today?” I ask, biting my lip.
“I loved it,” she breathes.
“Have you done that kinda risqué thing before at work?”
She shakes her head immediately. I kind of like the fact she didn’t have to think about it too long. “Never,” she says.
Thank fuck she doesn’t ask me the same thing. I know I have a few kinks, and that is one of them. I like to take risks when I’m feeling in the mood, no matter where it is.
I glance down at her chest heaving. I love the fact she responds to me so well.
My cock hurts. I want her more than I’ve ever wanted anyone in my life. I want to know every fucking inch of her body and soul.
“What are your tattoos about?” she asks me out of nowhere.
I smile. I’m glad that she noticed when we did the FaceTime thing. I guess they aren’t hard to miss.
“Well, I got the eagle first, much to my Mom’s shock.” I laugh, remembering when I was probably way too young for a tattoo. “It just reminds me of what I was going through when I got it, and it always reminds me to stay strong no matter what’s happening. The eagle is a powerful symbol for me.”
“It’s beautiful, from what I saw. It suits you.”
I smile. “Thanks.”Hopefully, you will get to see it in person pretty soon.
“It’s not what I thought would be under your clothes.”
“Yeah, what did you think would be under there?”
