I have to adjust myself, my cock sitting straight up against her lower back. She notices, her posture getting even more tight. “No, Charlie.” I pull her back, forcing her against me. “You should feel what you do to me. What you keep doing to me.” Her breathing hitches, and I swear she moves her hips, just a little, just enough to make insanity flood my mind. “Don’t do that,” I grate out. “You’re the one stabbing me with your cock,” she hisses. “Now that’s a pretty picture,” I breathe in her ear, loving the way her skin pebbles. “Oaf,” she spits. I smirk and wrap one arm around her waist, then
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