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A familiar clicking sound had me jerking my head up. Then I yelped at a harder smack on my ass.
Slower but with no less intensity than before. Each pass had his fingers moving down further until he slipped two between us along his cock and stroked through my pussy from behind.
His eyes locked with mine, and his Adam's apple bobbed as though in slow motion.
We hadn't discussed what I was going to say next.
The ache in my breasts was increasingly frustrating. I wanted more than just the feather-light sweeps against my skin.
"In the half-light, you're even more exquisite, Holly.
"And there's only you for me.