“Jesus,” I mutter, my thighs clenching from her touch. “Aurora,” she corrects me, pulling the zipper on my jeans down. “Love, what are you doing?” I whisper the words strained as I internally battle with myself on what I think will happen and if I should let it. “Putting your cock in my mouth, is that okay?” she asks as her fingers hook into my boxers, attempting to tug them down. If my hips lifting off the chair to help her isn’t a sign that I’m letting this happen, then I don’t know what is. “No, but fuck if I care right now,” I rasp. “I won’t let anyone see you like this. If I tap the
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