June bites at her lip. Her glassy eyes travel south, to where my pants are pushed down my hips, landing on my red and angry erection. It hangs heavy between my legs, the tip glistening with precum. Pulsing with the need to be inside her. I’m not sure if I should apologize or kiss her. I’m not sure if I should take this further or lock myself in my bedroom and jerk off with her honey still on my tongue. Unrehearsed words start to spill out of me as I lower myself over her, until we’re face-to-face and I’m brushing a piece of knotted hair from her eyes. “Shit…June, I—” “Make love to me.” Her
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